Not long ago, and yet the image is so vague I hesitate to label it a memory There was a show of local color and I felt astray 'Cuz I had nothing to offer but insufficiency
And you know that it's a bitch When you learn to scratch that itch A blatant fallibility Sooner to some, but eventually
All gets pointed in the same direction While the human masses and their vague conceptions Obliterate each other with impunity And you wonder "what's in this for me?"
To another abyss - to no avail The search is bound to fail To another abyss - to no avail So long ago I set sail And it chills me to the bone That I'm so far away from home To another abyss
So what should I do now? What should I celebrate Given finite means and a penchant to depreciate? How can I still avow and depend upon a state That cares nothing for my happiness, welfare or fate?
And I know I can't explain The commotion in my brain Like a terrifying reality Deconstructed but inadequately
All gets pointed in the same direction While the human masses and their vain conceptions Obliterate each other with impunity And release the weight of history
To another abyss - to no avail The search is bound to fail To another abyss - to no avail So long ago I set sail And it chills me to the bone That I'm so far away from home To another abyss
(So long ago, I set sail And I'm struggling on the way And I'm waiting for the day (to another abyss) And I'm looking for the way back home (to another abyss) So far away (to another abyss) So far away (to another abyss) (to another abyss) So far away (to another abyss) |
|
Všechny texty jsou chráněny autorskými
právy jejich vlastníků a jsou poskytnuty pouze pro vzdělávací účely.
Pro více informací o autorovi tohoto textu navštivte
tyto stránky.