I look up and I gaze
And I search an endless maze
Going forward is going back
Trying hard to pull the slack
So I drift and I stare
For what I know is not there
Yet I know it is where?
What do I see? Antigravity
When I look up, that’s a calamity
And my headlights shed night
Through dead night that won’t and will
I feel light and intrigued
I’ve never breathed through my mind
And never walked with my spine
A dream is today fixed and cleansed
I’m enlightened and frightened
Content with contents never changing fast in past tense
I am blessed with hopeless nonsense
From my speechless in direct looking down as I infect
Whilst I am certain I don’t know from knowing this I may grow
You’re just one sentence in a detailed book
on every page, and every where I look
When I go to sleep unphased
I can reach an endless stage
I’ve been gone and coming back
A sentence drawing unskilled knack
She shall preach and thou shall teach
A subject high you’ll never reach
Now it’s my way it’s all for each
If in doubt of thoughtless slumber
You’ll fall beneath somewhere under
It’s all but likely, this freedom frightens me
Can I? Can I fight this? Can I? Can I fight this?
It’s all but likely, this freedom frightens me
Can I? Can I fight this? Can I? Can I fight myself?