From a step outside, I found more to what I seek
Showed me divine, I trust the berry is so sweet
My ship, this glove, this flesh it curtains me
Show me how blind the eye while the mind still sees
Slow burn at night, could a ceiling, if being
Seem so close?
Take a step outside and find the world is not enclosed
A puppet drive, my Love, you are scheming
If passion folds, what's left of dreaming?
They say fortune is foretold, then what's left of wandering?
If fortune is foretold, then where does that leave me?