People try to fill their melancholy

with expensive things to pass time

they decorate their pain

with a soft bed of roses

 

People try to run from their lives

into mountains and small towns

they addict themselves to be alone

just to forget about who they love

 

People spend their lives working

thinking they could change the world

yet their own lives they cannot

they fear the darkness, silence

 

People would sleep for long hours

looking for relaxation, peace

if only they will sit in the dark

alone in the basement, like Batman…