We are no more than vessels Lifeless entities amidst the void These days seem to slip right by As we continue our search for A purpose, a reason Growing and shaping to become The things we desire most Grounded by the endless complications That obstruct the path less travelled Fragmented landscapes Intrepid imagery The seasons change Buried alive In the chambers of our fractured minds Searching throughout the voids In which thoughts reside Tangle the strings Sever all that tethers you to your consciousness Well take the skies apart And reconstruct through lucid dreams Dream, Dream this all away Distort the abject memory Burn the pages bound In the wake of a failed moon The disconnect comes quickly Release these anchors bound to our feet The mechanism of creativity Teeth mesh into gears And we take to flight No longer walking in the shadow Of a greater man Those days mean nothing In the glow of a brighter future No longer sinking No longer drowning The light touches the frame Our dying sun The backdrop to a new world That we have created
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