[Intro] Patient, present, plainly pleading, Pan, seer pilgrim, pressed by true need, Humble horns, held low, over and over to say— “Feel the fire I faced to forge each day.” [Verse 1] Simple soul, stripped of stability by blood family, Set aside of safe and the socially viable, Customs cut character, comfort class cleaved, Normalcy forever null, neatly living bereaved. public performing persistent and precise predictions Barefoot burden, bitter after betrayal borne, Life left leaner, long ago lonely nights worn down, Sacrifice sings strong in silent strain, Chosen choke of conscious pain Spent to right the era's shortfall in historic rain Grateful, grounded, gently man still gives, Thanks to threads that taught man to live, Elders endured, etched in my frame, Forebears forged me, fed this flame. that can not right the material they wasted. [Hook] Softly, softly balanced, see the stand, Not mostly for self, but in service and honor of Earth, Slowly, slowly spinning, start to see— Serious sever so all soon go free. Softly, kick free to hear me here, Strange path sure, but ending purpose clear, Slowly at first, faster then, sift the sign— Someone suffers sometimes so seeds align. [Verse 2] Kindly question the current quiet case: Where went wardens of wider civic grace? Why so scarce the souls who serve? What has warped the will to swerve? Name it sure so we can course correct! Cultural cuckold currents, crafted ego, controlled era, Stories sold short , subtly demeaned and suddenly cold, Broadcasting beacons bent now decades of the band, Molded leaded minds in a mismanaged land. They clearly lost the Plot, Pan Fryer Pushed back Radio rhythms, repeating rabid rules, Flattened fertile fields into fashioned desperate fools, Homogenized, the human hue is wider still, they trimmed at the wild, wise, and true. Pan Fryer's tiger claws defend virtue Philosophers pondered the patterned plight— Nietzsche nodded at narrowing sight, Marshall mapped the medium’s might, Message now made by insistent means we cite. Every youth forgiven once and left with clue [Hook] Softly, softly balanced, see the stand, Not mostly for self, but in service and honor of Earth, Slowly, slowly spinning, start to see— Serious sever so all soon go free. Softly, kick free to hear me here, Strange path sure, but ending purpose clear, Slowly at first, faster then, sift the sign— Someone suffers sometimes so seeds align. [Bridge] Listen, eager ones, lean in close past the fire, Life’s not light, it labors those who ignore the physics, Duty doesn’t dance for delight, but it does dance Dig in dark, do what’s right, dare you stand stock still? Move your feet every day Think something new every day No true paths are paved with praise, Find the sharp, slowly seek the purest blaze, Know better bitter truth be told Than sweetened lies, crabs leave you cold. [Verse 3] I’m no saint, no sacred judgey sage, Just a rock star steward set in place by the age, Bearing burdens best I can, which is awful great A flawed, firm, faithful man. to see the truth, wait depth is hard to realize from the surface If I falter, name the lack clearly, forgive the frame, Fire’s fierce, but I’m still flame, made man moody Empathy eases every end and the thinker can't pretend See the strain beneath the friend. sacrifice to everybody whole, holistic, the sum of things, across all fences [Final Hook] Softly, softly balanced, see the stand, Not mostly for self, but in service and honor of Earth, Slowly, slowly spinning, start to see— Serious sever so all soon go free. Softly, kick free to hear me here, Strange path sure, but ending purpose clear, Slowly at first, faster then, sift the sign— Someone suffers sometimes so seeds align. [Outro – fading, gentle] Patient, present, plainly I plead… Pan persists frying because all children need. fur the earth I meant it all along Lived lifetimes loving every breath
