Acoustic Apes

A pill for sadness, a pill for fear, 

A pill that keeps you from wondering what we're doing here.

I don't know but I've been told, 

The soul's the only thing that never grows old.

Maybe life's a test, we're all here on a quest to be free.

The birds and the bees, they're still singing

If you can hear them over your telephone ringing.

Your phone dies, part of you goes with it…that's saying something isn't it?

Can we agree, this is way too much?

You can call me crazy, call me out of touch, just let me be.