If i pass through time,
If i pass through space
Cursed to eternal life, the years flow into decades.
So i chase the renegades
the ones who got away
Why can they escape, whilst i have to stay
will i taste the numbness
feel the cold hard weight of stone
does the white hot anger penetrate the calm that i must find
Why am i left behind?
the bird that never gets to fly
i am the shadowed ghost, the one who must ask why
the lonely little outcast
i'm different from the norm
i close within myself, i become impenetrable
But is this state sustainable?
and through my constant endless strife,
vulnerable and lonely, i welcome the end of life
so the final gift is given
but i was left til last
So with the pride of accomplishment, i face death at the centre
Off i go, on my last adventure.