Getting so close, but still so far
Next to a highway, watching the cars
Travel along, the earthen land
Never knowing, who’s in command
Change by the hour, day or week
Maybe some years, always a peak
When you land, is it your home
Who is sitting, on the throne
Everyone can see, who’s in charge of the sea
No more masks, it’s plain to see
Know the worth, of every seed
Illusions gone, connect the dream
Some built a tower, half a diamond
Throwing out, took a few hostage
Cut a few strands, to dig the land
If not enough, glaze the sand
Over it goes, the reaping not known
Always taken, memory thrown
Start from scratch, instincts lead
Most will welcome, anytime you bleed
Everyone can see, who’s in charge of the sea
No more masks, it’s plain to see
Know the worth, of every seed
Illusions gone, connect the dream
It’s never over, for you’re the owner
All your dreams, yours forever
Some are buried, for thousands of years
Whenever found, the flowing tears
For all that you tried, in vain some say
When discovered, the part of the play
An improv scene, waiting to be
Says the mighty, redwood tree
Everyone can see, who’s in charge of the sea
No more masks, it’s plain to see
Know the worth, of every seed
Illusions gone, connect the dream