Knowing When You've Lost Your Way

The greater good, sacrifice in trade
Against the one, a convenient play
When it’s done, nothing left to say
The fool falls again
Or maybe jump, and full aware
Play the trump, a different dare
Skip and jump, without a care
A much longer trend
In early and late
The card arrives, the same old fate
Growing into a primal state
Knowing when you’ve lost your way
Towards the cliffs, the lemmings run
A thousand trips, already done
Along the edge, blind from the sun
Leaping in the air
With a splash, in the deep blue sea
Above the city, of diamond dreams
Leaving pity, to reality
Of worlds beyond compare
In early and late
The card arrives, the same old fate
Growing into a primal state
Knowing when you’ve lost your way
The vultures circle, a wounded prey
Jackals gather, a meal to take
Transfer matter, energy claim
On a frequency
Music waves, twisting strands
String dimensions, nowhere to land
Cycling found, in a grain of sand
Where you ought to be
In early and late
The card arrives, the same old fate
Growing into a primal state
Knowing when you’ve lost your way
Gather bones, for a certain mold
Beyond the surface, what it holds
Keeping still, the lighter glow
Balloons will float away
At least for awhile, or sink as a stone
Enter fire, transition is known
Walking wires, to a home
Before the end of day
In early and late
The card arrives, the same old fate
Growing into a primal state
Knowing when you’ve lost your way