Be still.




Be still, be very still.
Looking up the hill,
torn up the bill,
please dear me please be chill.

The apostasy,
The hypocrisy,
The jealousy,
The ecstasy,
Killjoys make some noise please?

I am a man of fortune,
born with a silver spoon,
of wisdom and doom.

I am a man of gold,
even though I'm old,
I can be still,
be very still.

If it's so hard to please,
why must we tease?
If it's so hard to believe,
then why we live?
If it's so hard to dream,
then why I scream?

Be still, be very still.