Another empty page and I wonder what to lay upon it
Maybe an apology, a declaration of remorse
The weight of the words is subjective
But I've only so many lines until the rhymes of the next song begin
Will this one mean anything by then?
Perhaps it's just the pattern of life
We mind the matter and not the meaning
It's not always gleaming so don't avert your eyes in fear of going blind
Luminosity is more subtle than you'd think
And your intentions are more important than anything
All is fleeting and I can't wait for this page to burn
The smoke will turn the wheels
The way the wind moves you to the place you've earned
You'll have nothing once you're there
But the songs once in the air will replay in your head
You'll repeat the mantra with more intent
Would you believe that you have everything you need?
Dig it
This can't just be the pattern of life
To mind the matter and not the meaning
It's not always gleaming so don't avert your eyes in fear of going blind
Luminosity is more subtle than you'd think
And your intentions are more important than anything
Hold on to nothing, all you see is on its way out
You are something bigger than yourself, you're a living dream