crawling swiftly over cracks    over cliffs and even mountains    little obstacles slowing your journey    the red of your skin    protecting all inside you    your legs scamper quickly    over all that you can't see       and you will never understand    the path that you cross    before these nodding heads who hear a    voice from inside    it speaks to them softly    with questions and answers    continue on, you are not    touched by such pride       and thank something for that    for that pride shall not hurt you    like it has for so many    and ended all life    continue on, you have no    reasons to be worried    which stem from such a past    or caused you such strife    caused you such strife      for you it simply lies    in prolonged survival    and for that you must take all    one at a time    these heads think so different    distorted and bothered    protecting their inner peace    with the hatred they find       and these heads treat you    as just an insect    and your value lies in    nothing of this land    for they will never value    your rich perspective    that special void of which    humanity's in demand       and it is not life    that they preserve    it is only you    who sees this right    and if they could feel    your passion for survival    they might put aside    this stupid fight       continue on just to    get home before it's dark    slip past these bobbing heads of madness    who hear such a voice    appreciate these aimless feet    which fight you all the time    if you had the option to be them    to be yourself would be    survival's choice       oh, little ant    no one can even understand you    still pay no attention    and try not to fall    they will never succeed    as you have in perspective    for the only vision you have    is to crawl across this wall    crawl across this wall   to crawl across this wall   across this wall