The Lonely Maze

Oh I’ll never get to the star
But I’ve seen the universe in a blade of grass
Oh I’ve built my questions a raft
And I send them floating there on a lake of glass
Though this weight is like a stone
It is hard to drop the things I’ve come to know
Oh my mind is lost to the ground
Like the crickets are lost against the highway sound
Oh I’ve been a thief with my voice
While all the leaves just sing the truth out loud
Take this mask, burn my page
And I will leave my wallet in that lonely maze