from focal points of history
cast into triple mystery
thus threefold must the answer be
to lift the weight, to pay the price
just why - i merely rolled the dice
it's weird that it has happened thrice
in lion's den one lies asleep
amidst the stars one cannot weep
into adventure one shall leap
live and sustain
stride with love and grace
therein lies all purpose
hold tight and let go
thus poured day after day
wherefrom never ask
dine, dine on that fire
always more, drink up
what upholds this warmth
light up and give freely
even in this very moment
in the end something has to
to carry the burden
the joy and the solitude
burn brighter, ever brighter
no one will collect the ashes
joyfully strong and energetic
so they say, enrapt and magnetic
yet under the surface it's lonesome and cold
no one shall see the tears i withhold
beneath those cheerful masks i put on
ask me not can i ever belong
shrouded in mist, obscure and concealing
the single most elusive of feelings
but who can fill it with color
i cannot cut through the haze
and no one else has that power
forever stuck in this maze
the world stood in that one moment still
when you came true to rouse and fulfill
unprecedented your gift to revive
like a force of nature made me alive
every word
every smell
have you heard
can you tell
everything reminds me
every night
every day
out of sight
lost my way
searching that which can't be
but who can fill it with color
i cannot cut through the haze
and no one else has that power
forever stuck in this maze
and i have seen it in color
a glimpse outside of the haze
but only you had that power
why am i stuck this maze
on the thin line between curse and blessing
we see history through a shattered mirror
hollow echoes and circular questions
and you always ask the impossible
screams like scars etched into my mind
and the most harrowing plea of it all
some tales are better left untold
and you always ask the impossible
with open eyes you fumble in the dark
already forgotten are the when and the how
all these answers lost to the ages
and you always ask the impossible
day after day i reach out to you
all i ever see is your silhouette
standing motionless in the twilight
and you always ask the impossible
when i hold open yet another door
you demand entry to your prison
back into a life where you can fade away
and you always ask the impossible
compelled to lay down in these ruins
only you can dig through the rubble
again and again i hand you the shovel
and you always ask the impossible
once again we stand here together
once more thrown before the gates of fate
we clench our teeth and climb up the stairs
and you always ask the impossible
consider sisyphos, too close to the edge
remember atlas, crushed by the weight
and you always ask the impossible
and you always call my name
only the moon can hear my plea
underneath the silver tree
with every fiber in full bloom
by this vision i'm consumed
shining beacon in the night
my eyes devour your firelight
of all the endings i have seen
we are united in my dream
on bright wings to ferry
come chariot, carry
the stars for which we aim
set heavens and my heart aflame
ride like the tempest and whisk me away
wake me, take me, today
growing fierce and visceral
beyond the ephemeral
the sensations we effuse
and a brazen wish set loose
around a truth our souls revolve
behind the walls that soon dissolve
and description we defy
let us tear down the sky
on bright wings to ferry
come chariot, carry
the stars for which we aim
set heavens and my heart aflame
ride like the tempest and whisk me away
wake me, take me, today
