I\'ll put the screen down
And look in me now
What do I see down where mysteries are found?
Existence is profound
But sights aren\'t so sound
When light\'s scarcely found as I\'m looking around
I echo off walls
And without resolve
I hear myself back at me until my voice falls
I\'ve freely been lost
Amongst these deep thoughts
That creep back and forth in my dreams\' long dark halls
Pictures evolve
From ideas to walls
Murals that greet me when morning has called
And fervently speak to me
Gorgeously in song