The truth is, the past weighs heavier than the future;
Those who deny it are just lost in their venture,
Or cunning dogs seeking to herd wayward sheep,
In that relentless chase, they remain doubly steeped
Oh, from the blue, something else has unfurled,
Both individually and together, we've swirled
Disconnected from what's real, beautiful, and pure,
Wandering far from home, yearning for a cure
When I speak of the past, it's not wisdom I seek,
Nor the fleeting peace of those long-forgotten weeks
No, often they were darker in their savage ways,
Yet it's in our growth that the light of truth plays
Oh, from the blue, something else has unfurled,
Both individually and together, we've swirled
Disconnected from what's real, beautiful, and pure,
Wandering far from home, yearning for a cure
Yet from the blue, something else has unfurled,
Both individually and together, we've swirled
Searching for meaning in the echoes of time,
In this intricate dance, let our spirits climb
Oh, from the blue, something else has unfurled,
Both individually and together, we've swirled
Disconnected from what's real, beautiful, and pure,
Wandering far from home, yearning for a cure
We've crafted for ourselves this elaborate zoo,
And the future constructs on this distorted view
Building a cave that seems bright, yet enslaves,
Shadows of truth, where sincerity fades