Earthly Confine - Soliloquium

This is not the place where dreams take flight

This won’t be the day ambitions are realized

The tired lightsource, spring escaping me

This is not the place where dreams take flight

In this earthly confine hours linger by

«Any place but here», we repeat in sullen tone

What’s left to strive for in a garden of fear?

Clashing wills, tired days

Constant pressure heals no wound

We find ourselves begging for release

Lessons expensively learned, you pass by in time of need

Carve a word or two, quench the noise

We’ve come a long way to be wayward still

Adrift in endless sea, a companion of silence