Subsignal The Essence Called Mind
Walking the wire pacing the storm I've come so close to where i belong Building the pillars enclosing a realm to myself
Fuel to the fire setting my dawn Flashes and concepts are growing too strong Bursting and bouncing I rest - an inner reliance
Sounds inside my head a brick to the wall Spinning through my head a wider horizon waits Hanging by a thread a string to a web framing forming on and on
One spark creating entire worlds Eons are waiting in the silence A new dimension self-architect Beyond invention my own presence my own essence - mind
Neurons and networks possible paths Crystalline pieces like shattering glass Built on the verge of desire the will turns to being
Sounds inside my head a brick to the wall Spinning through my head a wider horizon waits Hanging by a thread a string to a web Framing forming one by one
A dream that is growing a view yet unseen In between a picture the hook for a scene The gathering of all a rise from a fall The empathy of sadness the shelter of all we call home
One spark creating entire worlds Eons are waiting in the silence A new dimension self-architect beyond invention My own presence my own substance My own essence - mind
