My world has become veiled around me,

Except for a solo light in the distance.

I’ve remained in this chair for hours,

Listening to music, hoping an inspiration 

Might occur, take me away somewhere.

Every moment though I slowly realize

As I do almost every day of my life.

I come to terms with my own soul,

And that’s how I choose my purpose.

It’s almost like running away from everything,

But the truth is, I’m just playing out a scene.

So now another road along the terrain,

No victory lap tonight, only passing thoughts.

We can live this way forever we’re told,

Because it’s up to us to always behold

What is the good, and what is old.