You embark on your journey
hoping to find that one thing
that keeps you going
but in the midst of it all
the mist.
Nothing can be seen
beyond the press of your hand.
The air is still, silent.
You still press onward.
Stopping would mean
the journey could end
but it means you'd be stuck
the void is calling
come to me, come hither
join us in our abysmal refrain.
It doesn't always have to be that way
you can find your center
focus on what your voyage speaks
press on, seek it out
Battered, weak
my vision is clear.
I know what must be done
inner peace
the mind is a colossal maze
Starved by the knowledge
you sought to discover
only lead to the demise
of the one;
the lifeless dream.
The end is always in sight
you may not see it
but look no further.
hoping to find that one thing
that keeps you going
but in the midst of it all
the mist.
Nothing can be seen
beyond the press of your hand.
The air is still, silent.
You still press onward.
Stopping would mean
the journey could end
but it means you'd be stuck
the void is calling
come to me, come hither
join us in our abysmal refrain.
It doesn't always have to be that way
you can find your center
focus on what your voyage speaks
press on, seek it out
Battered, weak
my vision is clear.
I know what must be done
inner peace
the mind is a colossal maze
Starved by the knowledge
you sought to discover
only lead to the demise
of the one;
the lifeless dream.
The end is always in sight
you may not see it
but look no further.
