Still at the starting lap Trying to keep my heart intact Standing in the fog circles like I like the smoke Yea verily, pacing circles in my sleep It never felt like exercise, more like a pulsed drum In the doldrums of a quest less than enchanted Chanting scriptures, making movements curled in fetal crying Your mind I found it lying fighting for its life And time is never biding, signing freedoms lights for fights So silly, you pesky whipper snappers took that w I want nirvana, and this vessel's not enough So come and sleep until we dream these building blocks will treat us well And break this ceiling made of silence Time will tell it different And it's still life no matter how you flip it Pontius Pilate's selling souls Crucifixion ain't going fix what's broken in your senses Since you've seen it so I hope you make it to your heaven, safe and sound If heaven is a place you want I hope you get there I don't have any misconceptions I only swim through the fences