Little monkey swinging from the highest vine
Searching for a taste of something hard to find
Feeling freedom brush her fur
Pretending she's no amateur
Humble grey bear digging through the undergrowth
Can't see where she's heading until she gets close
Needing to seem unconcerned
Yet dancing as the night sky turns
Little monkey racing towards the jungle's edge
Distracted by a grey bear on a mossy ledge
In the forest silence sings
A new terrain, confusion brings
Humble grey bear taking in her solitude
A shadow overhead deflates her attitude
Face to face with different life
Ignorant of the divide
After all, the isolation feels right
Until the touch of freedom tempts you from the night
