we miss our own friends (phase?) in the sea of thought like a maze no praise or blame yet we're sometimes trapped in a daze In countless blisters walking on the maple(?) floor we've got to go through before the despair shuts the door
i sing my song like everlasting notes when i feel that i'm lost i just keep my eyes closed gone by the breeze i find that i'm on my feet here i am to live(make?) my time here i am to forge my mind