Myst

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Early dawn, eerie glow
nothing on the radio
into the waves and out we go
wondering if we'll ever grow

nothing as far as the eye can see
is this where I want to be?

Beating heart, loud and slow
silence's just another note
what is it that I don't know
driving fast, this lonely road

nothing as far as the eye can see
is this where I want to be?

all around this sea of white
taking cover from the night
guided by a single spotlight
drowning out my inner fright

nothing as far as the eye can see
is this where I want to be?

no mysticism or filosophy
seems to be my remedy
where oh where's my therapy
is there just no saving me?

nothing as far as the eye can see
is this where I want to be?

I look up, open my eyes
slowly they reveal the skies
is there a way to roll the dice
without the aspect of surprise?

nothing as far as the eye can see
is this where I want to be?

freeze the air around my heart
and maybe it just won't restart
for when I lower my inner ward
my imagery, it falls apart

nothing as far as the eye can see
is this where I want to be?

Yet there it is unwavering
optimism shimmering
because, you know, there ain't a thing
that isn't worth remembering

nothing as far as the eye can see
this is where I want to be.


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