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