Ride through the barren wastes
To find a source of truth
Time will hold nothing back
Summon the will to fight on
I find myself slipping away
The future and past, it's all turning gray
Taken to distant shores through my memories
Of glimpses through the lens
Vastness
Before me all I can see is empty
The place to grow anew
And yet, with all I have
The will to change is tough to hold
Passivity a disease