Castaway
When I was young most everyone
Told me how to find a way
Away from dreams to what they thought was real
And still today I hear them say
In the game of life they play
To believe the past so you know how to feel
But lately I have had the feeling
That everything I told myself was true
Was only something I was dreaming
Dreaming of a truth I thought I knew
And I have been the master runaway
There was a time, when in my mind
I could sail through Heaven's Gate
Heeling over water on a gentle breeze
But when I came and took my name
I had to learn to navigate
The rocks that hide below that lay downstream
But lately I have had a feeling
I'm like a ship that's lost at sea
And darkened clouds have been concealing
The stars that could be guiding me
And I have been the captain gone astray
Now that I've seen what's inbetween
The summer days and the winter nights
And seen that in my mind it's all the same
I see the race I seem to face
Is just a show of smoke and lights
That try to disconnect and entertain
But lately I have had the feeling
I'm like a mouse that's in a maze
But every turn has been revealing
The ways I turn don't matter anyways
For I have been a self-made castaway
Told me how to find a way
Away from dreams to what they thought was real
And still today I hear them say
In the game of life they play
To believe the past so you know how to feel
But lately I have had the feeling
That everything I told myself was true
Was only something I was dreaming
Dreaming of a truth I thought I knew
And I have been the master runaway
There was a time, when in my mind
I could sail through Heaven's Gate
Heeling over water on a gentle breeze
But when I came and took my name
I had to learn to navigate
The rocks that hide below that lay downstream
But lately I have had a feeling
I'm like a ship that's lost at sea
And darkened clouds have been concealing
The stars that could be guiding me
And I have been the captain gone astray
Now that I've seen what's inbetween
The summer days and the winter nights
And seen that in my mind it's all the same
I see the race I seem to face
Is just a show of smoke and lights
That try to disconnect and entertain
But lately I have had the feeling
I'm like a mouse that's in a maze
But every turn has been revealing
The ways I turn don't matter anyways
For I have been a self-made castaway
Credits
Writer(s): Damian Daniel Kortan
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