All I can do
All that is left
When of love
I am bereft
Is to reform
Is to reforge
When on love
I cannot gorge
There is a way
There is a path
Even though
I'm bad at math
So I sail on
Plot a new course
And cast off
From my remorse
Study
Renew my brain
Convert sorrow
Into this fuel
Bloody
From all this pain
But tomorrow
I'll go to school
Pouring over these scrolls
I find
Many new dimensions
In my mind
Filling all of these holes
That bind
With unknown intentions
Running blind
Thoughts of dead men
Enter my own
And I find I'm
Not alone
Far from my past
Flying away
Searching for land
Where I'll stay
But I'm not lost
If I go straight
I will find it
It's my fate
It may be years
The trail is long
But I'll find where
I belong
Searching
For that sunrise
Spreading my wings
And taking flight
Perching
Casting my eyes
For what day brings
Though it's still night
Pouring over these scrolls
I find
Many new dimensions
In my mind
Filling all of these holes
That bind
With unknown intentions
Running blind
Walking through these glass halls
I see
A prismatic vision
Just for me
Bounded by these new walls
Yet free
To make my decision
What I'll be
I can
Not predict
When I'll
Find new inspiration
But I
Will persist
And I'll
Found a whole new nation
Pouring over these scrolls
I find
Many new dimensions
In my mind
Filling all of these holes
That bind
With unknown intentions
Running blind
Walking through these glass halls
I see
A prismatic vision
Just for me
Bounded by these new walls
Yet free
To make my decision
What I'll be