And we wonder if really, this is all there is.
The circles we run, the paths we follow.
Is there a destination? Surely you are working to get somewhere.
I see it in your eyes, I see it in their eyes.
Who are the ones that know what you want?
Where are they and why will they not tell you?
When will they let you in?
Your in a forest now baby, all the trees start to look the same.
Sit up, straight up, open your mind.
Are you feeling what is around you or what is going through you.
One day they will realize it's all moving.
It's moving on wether you come along or stay home.
We are all moving.
