• Three words can explain such pleasure
    to be away from movement, life, he says,
    tab 'I am at peace, I am real'
    A man is not a miserable lot of secrets
    He is a finder of the gnosis
    The lover of his dreams

    Scared and helpless he grabs for comfort
    Lost in the maelstrom ever looking

    He only knows he lived
    He experienced
    He loved
    He came to see mortality
    And spit in it's face

    Life seems so long and certain
    to be limited is to be real
    to be boundless is to be chained
    fighting tooth and nail
    joy from success, grief from failure
    until it all comes to a stop

    tab She says, 'What do you mean?'
    tab He says, 'i love you'