Chit Chat Chat, Chit Chat Chat, nothing here or there

Blah, blah, blah, fill the heavy air

Whine and dine, on a rock

Amongst a crowd, a flock

Drink a past, staying stuck

Blind to a spring, awaiting its pluck

Fruits divine, colorful in its shine

Sparkle freshness, seek the buds to taste the juiciness

Voices mingle, noise gets stronger

Forms do fade, as peace surrenders

Chit Chat Chat, Chit Chat Chat nothing here or there

Blah, blah, blah, fill the heavy air