The Search - Deliverance

Far from this land of dismay

Is where I want to be

Take me to the reaches of the mind

Let my eyes again see

The never lands pave the search

To destruction or creation

Idealistic formulas, truth or temptation

Is it all just complications?

To search for truth, such a noble cause

Deafened by the roar of applause

My wayward spirit to descend

For the search…

Cry my lovely, let me see your tears

The release has begun

The center of my consciousness, oh no

Of a song already sung

Truth is outdone?

A right or wrong way

The loaded gun to distract the work that has begun

Wise men still seek to find the truth in us

But they use the Hubble to discover

What their feet have already crushed