What the resting place might have been
Inside my nighttime mind
Positioning myself
Beside myself
And to the North notions of a meeting point
Swimming
Jagged thoughts seem to make sense
Even though translation has been lost
What the quiet place would be inside my heart
When clarity begins to embrace my future
The man on the street speaks to himself
The same way I do
Only he shares
Am I selfish, or insane?
Destructive, or simply confused
I've embraced the thought that
What's in my head
Can be the same as on the out
But translation is where I fail
For now
-Huiz
Inside my nighttime mind
Positioning myself
Beside myself
And to the North notions of a meeting point
Swimming
Jagged thoughts seem to make sense
Even though translation has been lost
What the quiet place would be inside my heart
When clarity begins to embrace my future
The man on the street speaks to himself
The same way I do
Only he shares
Am I selfish, or insane?
Destructive, or simply confused
I've embraced the thought that
What's in my head
Can be the same as on the out
But translation is where I fail
For now
-Huiz
