Still at the starting lap
Trying to keep my heart intact
Standing in the fog circles like I like the smoke
Yea verily, pacing circles in my sleep
It never felt like exercise, more like a pulsed drum
In the doldrums of a quest less than enchanted
Chanting scriptures, making movements curled in fetal crying
Your mind I found it lying fighting for its life
And time is never biding, signing freedoms lights for fights
So silly, you pesky whipper snappers took that w
I want nirvana, and this vessel's not enough
So come and sleep until we dream these building blocks will treat us well
And break this ceiling made of silence
Time will tell it different
And it's still life no matter how you flip it
Pontius Pilate's selling souls
Crucifixion ain't going fix what's broken in your senses
Since you've seen it so
I hope you make it to your heaven, safe and sound
If heaven is a place you want
I hope you get there
I don't have any misconceptions
I only swim through the fences