The Cave

The truth so near, yet unknown it stays, Chains of our minds, in darkness they glaze, Plato speaks through Socrates' wise tongue, A strange tale untold, forever young. Unknown, unknown, so unknown it seems, A strange tale, lost in forgotten dreams. A cave exists within this story told, Low ceilinged, narrow, cramped and old, From birth, chained souls at the wall they stare, Unknowing how life flows in the outer air. They know not how truth... From birth, poor souls, they're bound. The shadows on the wall, their truth they claim, Dancing figures, from the fire's flame, If what you see, you take as true, Such "truth" is bought without a due. In the cave, this is all that's real, Be content with what you can feel. One day, one breaks free from the chains, Escapes the cave, through sunlit plains, His eyes adjust to the light of day, Outside the cave, he finds the true way. His mind is with those still inside, He runs back to the cave, where they reside. [rap] He tells them all, the truth he has found, With fervor, hoping they'll understand the ground, But his friends fear, they don't believe, They reject the truth they can't perceive. He thinks, though he lives the truth he knows, It's hard to break the chains of thoughts, it shows, Even if you grasp the truth so clear, It's hard to make them understand, I fear. The truth is hard (so hard to bear), It crumbles castles built of air, It burns the dreams made out of paper thin, Understanding lights up minds within. The truth so near, yet unknown it stays, Chains of our minds, in darkness they glaze, Plato speaks through Socrates' wise tongue, A strange tale untold, forever young. Unknown, unknown, so unknown it seems, A strange tale, lost in forgotten dreams. A cave exists within this story told, Low ceilinged, narrow, cramped and old, From birth, chained souls at the wall they stare, Unknowing how life flows in the outer air. They know not how truth... From birth, poor souls, they're bound. The shadows on the wall, their truth they claim, Dancing figures, from the fire's flame, If what you see, you take as true, Such "truth" is bought without a due. In the cave, this is all that's real, Be content with what you can feel. One day, one breaks free from the chains, Escapes the cave, through sunlit plains, His eyes adjust to the light of day, Outside the cave, he finds the true way. His mind is with those still inside, He runs back to the cave, where they reside. [rap] He