Epiphany

I feel my pulse and like a metronome, the tempo quickens
And I hear my ghost beckoning me
To come to grips with reality
To come to grips with reality

Crawl, as the whispers of fate whittle away at my resolve
And the sands of decay permeate my brain
Thoughts creep in through the night
I've lost all my fight in the daze

I've tried orchestrating my woes
But I'm biding my time to the feasting of the crows
I've found there's power in letting go
But it's easier said than done
I know the journey has just begun

Platitudes no longer grip my mind
No more searching to find a higher meaning in this life
I've found that there can be beauty in the static
But I can't escape the skeletons in my attic;
In my mind. It grieves for the souls that are lost to time
And so many more in time

I've tried orchestrating my woes
But I'm biding my time to the feasting of the crows
I've found there's power in letting go
But it's easier said than done
I know the journey has just begun

Questioning the great decider; giver of the ultimatum
The great divider
Of the ether and the flesh
You are never the wiser

Questioning the great decider; giver of the ultimatum
The great divider
You are never the wiser

Live in the give and take or perish in the midway

Find a balance in the waves
Stability is what we crave

I've tried orchestrating my woes
But I'm biding my time to the feasting of...
I've found there's power in letting go
But it's easier said than done
I know...
There's love, even in life so brief
Love immortalized in the memories we leave