Although I can't envision past my desires and dreams
My discontented heart explores for brand new themes
Frozen in presence, I think about more than is needed
Born under blue skies, freedom in me is deeply seeded
The living beauty crushes my physique and I am spent
Shadows upon the ground, everything in life's for rent
And all day long, I bear on drinking from a small pond
I dare march meditating, and my spirit travels beyond
Bicentennial man, I pay tribute to my father in laments
I'm no longer clean, impure have become my garments
Oh father, I used to think that I was only one of a kind
A rare stone of the earth, a leaf in the wind hard to find
I have grown to be surrounded by a million dreamers
Passionate and bountiful, all struggling for more hours
Alas, we mirror one another and forget our true selves
Caught up in the world, gloom is the color of our loves
Far from the end, and the soul's of our shoe's dissolved
Wild thoughts come crowding, but riddles aren't solved
Bicentennial man, never till this moment have I lived
For the consciousness of yesterday, has been outlived
But I remember you mother, in bitter sweet melodies
Oh mother your pain's a butterfly in clouded tragedies
Let the young pray, let tomorrow aspire and measure
An aimless path we must search for a golden treasure.
