Day by day, the process goes,
What's in store, nobody knows.
Yet the naive idiot
Doesn't go along the crowd, he flies in clouds.

People walk upon the ground;
His ways, they cannot understand.
The wise ones slumber under mound,
The rest just act outlandishly grand!

Day by day, the process goes,
Rain poureth down, pop music beams.
Yet the naive idiot
Walks not with crowds, but choices gleams.

For mere coins, people perish in strife,
His ways, they cannot understand.
The wise one often alone in life,
The rest just act outlandishly grand!

Day by day, the process goes,
Sorrows grow and eyes crying.
Our ill-fated idiot,
He lies low, no longer flying.

Some will say "He's doomed to be!"
They simply cannot understand.
Who has faith will saved be,
The rest just act outlandishly grand!