In the wilderness uncountable voices

Earplugs for the birds and the animals

And blinders for your beast of burden, 

The will for learning

These books were made for burning

In the wilderness

Beneath the ancient sand lies crushed 

And tanned those sapphire girls

May we never forget you



Alert status red

But the sun comes up instead

In the wilderness the only 

Place to find freedom is in the dictionary under 'F'

Men in holes, men in caves,

Men in chains I ask but the store clerk needn't check

Man I forget which came first

The bad idea or me befallen by it?

Not giving a sh** may we never forget you



Alert status red

But the sun comes up instead

In the wilderness

Senile live the zealous

Lost to the treasures that compel us

Muted down like patriots amiss

You know I'm jealous of how you can just turn them off

Those bad ideas that feel so soft

May they never forget you