As far as the eye can see, there's nothing but myself and the horizon
It's humbling; it's overwhelming me
Intoxicating, like a poison
My soul is roaming free, above the trivialities of man
What's important is not where I am, but who I am
Nothingness, the art of being absent
Of being...
Sojourning in empty landscapes, on my way back to an innocent state of mind
On my way to childhood
On my way to becoming a man; the man that I am
As far as the eye can see, there's nothing but myself and the horizon
And there are stars; they're covering me
They're in the heavens and they're in my head
My soul is roaming, escaping the boundaries of man
What's important is not where I am, but which road I'm traveling
Nothingness, the art of growing numb
Of growing...
Leaving behind the memories of everyone and everything that would hold me back
That would block the way to the child that I am
Who would stand in the way between me and myself;
Myself, as I am
As far as the eye can see, there's nothing but myself and the horizon
It's humbling; it's overwhelming me
Intoxicating, like a poison
My soul is roaming free, above the trivialities of man
What's important is not where I am, but who I am.
What I have become!
©: depresleys, 1998, 2007