Stormy End

Appears it's a stormy end and yet this is how it all begins with
When the voices start crawl into my head telling me to proceed to enhance my ways
You said that I am like a fess when I've seen your freedom as dangerous grave
Now I understand I was just a toy a stage for ongoing experience with the world

So why do you look so sad and how could it be you have not even one friend
What would it be in the end People they feel the shame

We see the things each as we see can a saint tell me if its un harmony
When the need to succeed and rebuild to achieve in a loose in the senseless fragile field
The view is clear now and you're not far you have the feelings and the abilities
Sure your reasons they can change and blow with the wind

So why do you look so sad how could it be you have gone with your winding path
And what would it be in the end It's the same place as we begin with

Raise
Dig
The tension in my house is burning me down and I try
To ignore from what it is and what it means
You're not anywhere near my sight
You're just a painting in my mind