Lyrics

Far from this land of dismay Is where I want to be Take me to the reaches of the mind Let my eyes again see The never lands pave the search To destruction or creation Idealistic formulas, truth or temptation Is it all just complications? To search for truth, such a noble cause Deafened by the roar of applause My wayward spirit to descend For the search... Cry my lovely, let me see your tears The release has begun The center of my consciousness, oh no Of a song already sung Truth is outdone? A right or wrong way The loaded gun to distract the work that has begun Wise men still seek to find the truth in us But they use the Hubble to discover What their feet have already crushed