I bet all the secrets of the world are in the ocean.
Buried deep in the depths we'll never reach
and the day that we do
it'll be too late
the ocean will have dried up
along with the tears we shed
over all of our unanswered questions.
So tell me again.
Exactly what am I doing here?
You know, the mind is a funny thing.
The deeper you search it the farther away from the answer you get.
The more that you think, the less that you know.
And it's a labyrinth.
And I've felt so lost lately.
But, suddenly the shortcut appeared.
It was like a trail of crumbs that I simply had to just
follow
all along and I finally have found myself there.
At the gates, looking out at what I didn't know I was looking for:
Truth.
Simple and beautiful truth
like waking up from a nightmare that you could swear to Ash Catch'em was real.
And suddenly you are on a quest
into the unknown knowledge of losing your knowledge.
There is no truth in what we perceive to be reality.
It is fading glories
and every light has a switch
every bulb will burn out
and every sun will set.
There are laws to physics and societies
that cannot bend but easily will break.
There are doors without keys
and keys without purpose
glued thick with rhinestones
tied with metal around
40-year-old-divorced-stay-at-home-mom's necks.
We are blanketed by delusion.
And I want to wake up.
