Soul
As I run into the woods
To escape dread and gloom
Chasing simplicity
All in its doom.
As I wildly drift past,
A train of trailing thoughts;
Mind numb and heart sore
For the days flashed by
Of resentment and repose
Zillions lost in space so vast
With broken promises
And...
To escape dread and gloom
Chasing simplicity
All in its doom.
As I wildly drift past,
A train of trailing thoughts;
Mind numb and heart sore
For the days flashed by
Of resentment and repose
Zillions lost in space so vast
With broken promises
And...