About the complexities of decision making and the importance of finding the right balance and route.. About how you are 'ripped' from within when confronting this 'ocean' of life!
"Infidels (non-believers) of Sanity (or whatever the world/society feels is sane)" will always want to cross new boundaries of sound and thoughts through our mu
Narrow Streets...
Help me choose my way
Though dreams start to cause disarray..
Holy rain ensnares
The riot overturns the plank
The bold wander out
Pale horizon lays bare..
Wet but oppressive
The tramp hinders the feet
Keeps begging for you to stay
Keeps begging for a sigh astray..
A hand clutches your heart
Like a widow's last attempt
Squeezes out every trickle of fear
A hand on the shoulder keeps the leper at bay...
How can this feeling be left alone
A glaring breeze with an earthly drone
A flowing mane and a glimpse of a scar
In its prison i can't see too far...
From this valley a throbbing acquittal
A confluence of hope and eviction
The ghosts inclined to uncover my seers
But i have waited too much...
Across the ocean..
Where I lie..
Across the ocean..
Where I find my dream...
