Far From the Zombing Masses

"I want to go back down the ravine
Where there are meaning and answers,
Where the breeze plays and dances
And the vicious barbs are devoid of hate
But go about their business in their natural state.

I want to go back down the ravine
Far from the relentless noise,
Where the roar of nature proceeds
At geological speeds,
Slowed to a silence,
A creeping amoral violence.

I want to go back down the ravine
Where these footsteps are mine
And life sprouts in flashes.
I want to go back down the ravine,
Far from the zombing masses."