We are all lost within ourselves so we search and hope to find out the truth but it's so much easier said than done and we're all climbing trees that
A scratch on the surface biting words reply to no one at all falsehoods misconceptions minds at war two views that never meet devotion dedication blindly
Overhead look at blue what a sky so high above I try to reach inside to know how high I dare to go maybe it's just gravity that's going to keep me in
I am trying to align my shoes so I'll know where I stand all my days seem to slip away and I'm left holding my own hand the one I'm using to remove another
You've got a mind like a no-fingered hand that wants to hold a key for a lock on a door to a room without a goddamn thing inside except for an old teevee
Falling from the heights you never even knew you were afraid of been blinded by the light you didn't even think you'd ever see have you ever been locked
We are the days of a life the brilliance of things that exist and when we fall we get up and we start to move again I doubt there's ever been a greater
Guess we've got a brand new line coming out this year the same old make and model they didn't look good the first time around so how the hell do they
Here we go again skipping all the stones who will ever know how can anyone believe that what they're fed will eradicate a hunger that exists within their
talking and walking and knowing deciding and hiding and being laughing and dreaming believing this is all in a lifetime the one we ended up in and even
Are we individual absolutely animal bodies moving dream of one another reaching for each other with the thought of awaking always searching for some
One day I had more than I could take of this world it hated and cursed me and laughed at everything I did so then I got on a spaceship and then I launched
It's unbelievable all the things that have never really happened the sucker punches get me while I'm blinking what the hell was I thinking maybe there
Well I guess it's not important to you it's not your blood that's going to spill it's not your life that's going to end at least you'll get a good meal
Thinking about it it's hard to forget it all a sun inside a universe of memory the way I feel about it is like a fish feels about water without you living
What a day to be beneath a sky with stars or the sun inside the great big everything outside of everyone and if it wasn't for the pain I'd walk until
Perennial propriety all composure must be kept this enclosure is a little constricting all the odium dodges what the self is telling it to believe a
Every day I try to see every path in front of me and yet I wonder what is the key there must be something to set me free daybreak it's in my sight now
