Drif-

ting

in

a

far

off

place

I

roam

the

coun-

try-

side

Seek-

ing

wings

of

thought

Wait-

ing

in

the

blind

En-

chan-

ted

and

trans-

fixed

I

am

pul-

led

in-

to

the

still

By

a

ba-

ck-

ward

tick-

ing

clock

He-

ld

a-

gainst

my

will

Il-

lu-

sions

turn

to

dust

Scat-

ter

to

the

wind

Like

drea-

ming

while

a-

wake

Sig-

nals

in

the

mist

Al-

tered

state

of

mind

Stars

in

the

a-

byss

Tran-

scen-

ding

ti-

me

Mid-

night

in

the

gar-

d-

en

Dig-

ging

for

a

spark

Where

seeds

of

in-

spi-

ra-

tio-

n

Lie

bu-

ried

in

the

dark

At-

ten-

tion

starts

to

wan-

d-

er

As

the

p-

oet

lifts

his

pen

And

the

crit-

ic

from

wit-

hin

Is

sil-

enced

once

a-

ga-

in

Lim-

its

leave

no

trace

A-

sh-

es

in

the

rain

Lo-

st

and

far

a-

way

Sig-

nals

in

the

mist

Al-

tered

state

of

mind

Stars

in

the

a-

byss

Tran-

scen-

ding

ti-

me

Sig-

nals

in

the

mist

Stars

in

the

a-

byss

Eu-

pho-

ric

ob-

ses-

sion

With-

out

con-

scious

int-

ent-

ion

Being

pulled

by

the

cur-

rent

On

a

ves-

sel

steered

by

some-

one

else

Tran-

scen-

ding

time

Tran-

scen-

ding

time

Tran-

scen-

ding

time

Tran-

scen-

ding

time