"The Simple Man"

The simple man lives a simple life
In a simple town, with a simple wife

He is a simple man of modest means
He wears simple shirts and simple jeans

He's a simple man with a simple job
Which he simply does all day long

He simply comes home late at night
To his simple home, to his simple wife

They share a simple meal and a simple chat
And they simply go to bed after that

When the sun rises he wakes with no fuss
He simply dresses himself and runs for the bus

In his mind, the world is complete
He has clothes on his back and enough food to eat

But what the simple man fails to understand
Is there is more to life than his own simple plan

The world is ever-changing, in good ways and bad
There are sights to be seen and adventures to be had

But it matters not, for he is happy in his world
No matter how hard you try, it'll never be unfurled

You may do what you want and say what you can
But it will not work, for complacency, my friend, plagues the simple man