It's A Funny Thing, This Moment.
Maybe I've been wrong all this time
Maybe my views were
Misguided
Or maybe my first inceptions just turned out to be correct
Because something is amiss here, something is
Wrong, something is impure
But everyone is silent, everything is
Dead and without meaning all of a sudden
Or perhaps it's all so full of meaning I just can't
Take it all in
I probably shouldn't have gone down that
Path, that road so many times beaten
With its cracks in the pavement and its
Grass in the cracks
But it's familiar, as unpleasant as it may seem
Trodding down that old road, on my way to
Who knows where
Maybe I'm just walking down this same old path
Expecting it to suddenly veer to the left or
To the right
But knowing, deep down, that it's always going to keep heading straight ahead
On and on, never
Ending, never
Beginning, just one big
Circle
I shouldn't have gone down that path
Not this time
I should have made a left on Fifty-sixth or maybe
Thirty-eighth
But now it seems as though it's too late
Though I suppose only time will tell
For sure
Give me a sign, Time
Let me know if I can get off this path, if I can
Retrace my steps
And find my way back
To that peaceful road.
Maybe my views were
Misguided
Or maybe my first inceptions just turned out to be correct
Because something is amiss here, something is
Wrong, something is impure
But everyone is silent, everything is
Dead and without meaning all of a sudden
Or perhaps it's all so full of meaning I just can't
Take it all in
I probably shouldn't have gone down that
Path, that road so many times beaten
With its cracks in the pavement and its
Grass in the cracks
But it's familiar, as unpleasant as it may seem
Trodding down that old road, on my way to
Who knows where
Maybe I'm just walking down this same old path
Expecting it to suddenly veer to the left or
To the right
But knowing, deep down, that it's always going to keep heading straight ahead
On and on, never
Ending, never
Beginning, just one big
Circle
I shouldn't have gone down that path
Not this time
I should have made a left on Fifty-sixth or maybe
Thirty-eighth
But now it seems as though it's too late
Though I suppose only time will tell
For sure
Give me a sign, Time
Let me know if I can get off this path, if I can
Retrace my steps
And find my way back
To that peaceful road.
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