Voices And Thoughts Of Time
I wish that I could go back in time.
Déjà vu's always repeating like a haunted mime.
This strange feeling inside me.
I've always felt that everything is free.
Seeing the future quite clear.
As it holds me back in my fears.
Walking alone in this distorted path.
Wondering if I could escape God's wrath.
These precious moments are nostalgic.
While my own self listen to this lonely music.
The light still shining through my soul.
Giving me hope to achieve my goal.
But my goal is a star, hiding from me somewhere far.
Boundless energy quivering, relentlessly ...