We were gone to the farthest reaches of our minds So long gone just to see with our own eyes They were wrong and detachments natural for our time They were wrong, those esteemed cartographers of human minds We were lost to the farthest reaches of our minds So long lost in our attempts to self-justify The caverns of my memory Echoed forth a vagrant dream Where harmonies were neatly Tucked beneath the melodies The ghost of who I used to be Eludes my vision constantly And the shadow of who I fear Ill be Scratches my periphery You know