Madness takes its toll on me Stale thoughts of what should be Stupid lies used to comfort me Wishing things that don’t work make sense
I used to be a man of principle No true believer never troubled But now I stagnate on mundane things Always concerned with what tomorrow brings
And these thoughts are a dream A dream that’s remained in the head And destroys what I’ve said And corrodes my will until I’m almost dead The light flickers on, although not for long The world turns away and restores a new day The sun never dies and a new baby cries I’ve searched my whole life with inquisitive eyes But I realise now I’ll never find it And I don’t think the gods are going to show it Because I realise now I’ll never find the Truth
The Truth
What’s in our mind between two living things? What natural law can control such things? Are these the questions that motivate you? What is the force that tells you what to do?
Well it might as well be a dream A dream that remains in your head And corrodes what you’ve said And destroys your thoughts until you’re almost dead The light flickers on, although not for long The world turns away and restores a new day The sun never dies and a new baby cries I’ve searched my whole life with inquisitive eyes But I realise now I’ll never find it And I don’t think the gods are going to show it Because I realise now I’ll never find the Truth