We were gone to the farthest reaches of our minds
So long gone just to see with our own eyes
They were wrong and detachment’s natural for our time
They were wrong, those esteemed cartographers of human minds
We were lost to the farthest reaches of our minds
So long lost in our attempts to self-justify
The caverns of my memory
Echoed forth a vagrant dream
Where harmonies were neatly
Tucked beneath the melodies
The ghost of who I used to be
Eludes my vision constantly
And the shadow of who I fear I’ll be
Scratches my periphery
You know
We were gone to the farthest reaches of our minds
We were wrong, we had to see it with our own eyes

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