I went about my stroll with a mind full of worry,
and a wallet full of change.

They sat there in a field;
pure.
They laughed and flushed their cheeks in the sun.

My heart can only understand so much,
and my brain can only logically comply.

There is nothing for me to do.
What can I do... tell me what to do.

Teach us how to bare the burden of one thousand, gasping cries.