Lyrics

Who’s to say what’s the way?
And if you knew could you even?
Cause I’ve been looking under every rock and I’ve been thinking a whole lot and it’s still not crystal clear
It’s such a mystery I must miss, or it misses me
A labyrinth wanting to be walked meaningfully or else weak feet would discover what’s meant to be recovered sublimely
Let’s just face it
We’ve all got a case of this complacence and can’t place it here or there and outer space is clearly nearer
What to make of it?
Can we even take it or leave, escaping?
I cherish the innocence of those summer days
No enemies and no concern, just play
Now I wonder if I should dig into the clay or make a dramatic escape, sail to an uncharted island where no one can misinterpret what I mean or what I say?
Cause there are so many ways to look at the same thing at a certain degree of understanding
Could I let the winter cold show me grey?
Because clouds can be comforting
Too much light causes drought
Sometimes in storms things drown
Lightning strikes down igniting the likes of this town, burning up falling around
Don’t pay attention to a tension in (sarcasm)
Here’s to hoping we just feel the thunder