Indian Summer - Reflections On Milkweed Lyrics
Once againI'm riddled with the task of peretrobating my thoughtsBack to the foundationIn which my paranoia was forgedSo i long the thoughts of endSolely secluded- its a lie.To each his own, or so I've been toldAlong the scenes pastA journey never ending,This tiresome moment annulledWhy then- do i have mass beliefs and opinionsThat do not come from wit of my mind, soul or heartCourage and strength are shields of which ive never bore in the battle of wills and might's of mortal menComing downSo content with delirium in the fetal positionI've lost my will to fight,Drained my will to liveDie before my timeSink slowlyI will riseSinkingI will never travel brandishing a sharp tongue at a fear piercing my own heart.A glimpse of motionI perceived in journey