I bend to this shifting axis.
Where my path seems to appear again.
I plead, "Pull me from these sands."
They slow my steps and lead me to dead ends.
The ones I knew.
Now with faces blurred.
Lie deep within.
This deadened earth.
These empty paths.
Have sealed my fate.
A wanderer with no escape.
New days die in the blink of an eye.
What have I done
To feel so displaced?
The eyes of a friend
Now a strangers face.
An empty season.
A bite of rime.
A sting that reminds.
Against my spine.
Impressions made.
No ground is gained.
Only forks and frozen paths.
That lead me to dead ends.
I bow my head.
I accept this state.
I hear no voice.
Calling my name.
I am left alone.
A Wanderer.
Such endless roads.
I am left alone.
A Wanderer.
Such endless f**ing roads.
As the axis bends at the solstice's break.
Lands will thaw and open gates.
Daylight breaks
Darkness fades.
Wandering days.
I've lost my way.
Daylight breaks
Darkness fades.
Wandering days.
I've found my way.