I saw the world was turning The guilt inside was yearning I put my hand into The vision pit and drew Between sleeping and dreaming I woke up, more or less, Before my vision quest Between wanting and needing My eyes so tired, my vision blurred Is this that place where i have returned? I'm kneeling I'm reeling A witness of solitude The honour and the virtue gone Just tears that kiss the hungry stone I bought the starving food I ended wars and moved Between sleeping and dreaming I flew to orpheus I found i'd turned to dust Between morning and evening My head so full, my hearing gone Shut in the dark i was not so alone I'm praying I'm waiting Forgiveness, in excess; hope Within these walls no window frame Just bars that lock in all of this pain I put my thoughts into The vision pit i knew Between sleeping and dreaming If this is paradise I've lived another life Between staying and leaving... ...between wanting and needing Between morning and evening Between sleeping and dreaming...