Silence is solace, if one thing I know
To pause and to think through this frosted window
Stars meet my gaze saying question it all
Yet I fear the answers from clouds as they fall
Trapped in a world of such shallow design
Chained by the judgment of how much is mine
Valued by only what things we possess
Loved when there’s more, shunned when there’s less
So long is this journey, so wide is its breadth
Searching for someone with passion, and depth
One to hold onto, through lows and through highs
For one thing is certain, real love never dies
How the World Should Work 