Why do we want to apologize?
To those who are unclean
The walks in the parks may never return
If you step into the machine
What have I done to make this mess?
To use no soap and water
I know there was no other day
When the sun came out much hotter
Scream at the bush then I step on a thorn
The needle in the grass, it is my new foot that was torn
Dream of a song but the notes are not seen
I stop for the red and I charge at the green