Now lost in my tomorrow cloudy mind
With the heart beat of every findings way
I left my head there somewhere behind
Before I knew drifts of the coming day
Each hour is darkness now forward to me
And giving me no guidance to the lost
I can't find yesterday - it's now almost free
For I have into dreamscapes crisscrossed
Each minute is darker and darker more still
On to the evening of shadowy light
Worthwhile understandings - diffuses shall spill
Through wandering routes of my headless night
It isn't easy sitting here on a high rock
In search of my head with time’s endless clock
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