And when I stared at the telescope by the window I thought of all the rays of light condemned to race through a gruesone array of lenses only not to be seen,
all that light from the Eden of space.
So I covered it up
Sounds for the lost
Worthy
In hopes of finding the secret
We ventured into the pits
Where all men have returned
But no man has remembered
All coming out, changed and enlightened
But struck by peculiar cases of amnesia
But first….
We waited, waited for days at the foot of the pit
First stand, then kneel, sit, sleep and wake up to sit
And just before we saw the sun again
The sweetest of voices uttered our names
And then deemed us unworthy of its treasures
Shut the pit before the end of the darkness
But if you ask any other being what they heard from us
They’ll tell you the same story as the ones before us
It makes me wonder
Was anyone ever worthy?
On the verge
Don’t these people know I’m about to change the world
Don’t they know that they’re about to fall in love
With me, I’m going to be their one and only
The one they wish I was their only company
I want it all, I want it all, I want their souls
To be captured in my art like prison walls
The desperate beauty of all they feel
In the comfortable embrace of the force field
Of my imagination, of my mind
I’ll set you free when you leave my sight