CLEARLY
I search the skies through weary eyes across the stormy waters
Yet live a game each day the same that keeps us in the race
And through it all you make the call to be or not to bother
To find a voice beyond the choice of nothing new to say
Why do we need an answer
What would it change to know
I walk the roads to shed my load
With no clue where to go
The world winds down to sharks and clowns
Who trumpet their existence
We surf the skies of dreams and lies
That take us through the day
With all the ways of wonder
Something inside us grows
To clearly see what's meant to be
Yet never truly know...