Like I pass like I walk through I wonder,
The grass, the fluttering bird
The lunatic the sane
The quintessential make me ponder
Over time it occurred
The craft the art
The science the unbelievable
Everything about nothing
Just further blurred
And then I found a place
Where I existed
Where I chose to wander
Where I was nothing
It was within
It was far away
I am there just not yet
Too slow a pace.
Falsifying the truth
On faith
On love
On the belief of self
On amazement
The maze I built of ruth.
Restlessness in my peace
Thank and blame the time
And what created me
To be to figure to grow
Yet know nothing
Be nothing.
