I’ve met the stranger
looking out through my eyes
i start to understand
the strenght of his lies
He tells me about liberation
He knows the depth of my frustration
My life at a crossroads, he offers the key
I hand him the lock; it turns effortlesly
Solitude overtaken and given away
Secret rituals take place inside
my head; returning memories
I can barely abide
And yet I heed this stranger’s dream
and dance to the beat of his drum
New rhyms beyond those I’ve known
New obstacles to be overcome
My feet now placed upon this path
I can walk it or run away
I make the choice or does it make me?
Perhaps greater purpose holds sway
If this way contains love at its root
then with a light heart step I
Holiness, Virtue, Meaningless words
Useless by far to ask why
