As I burrow in my heals again
My mind wanders back to ancient Antioch
A very different time; so much in common in the end
It is a mystery that will repel and will attract
And in beeing what it really is
It symbolizes something else again
Called to my origin, I am the less real of the two
It is a mystery that will repel and will attract
This night might be wounding time again
But it heals the space within
Thru a glass of very different design
Thru a myriad of sounds
Suffer your father's eyes
On coming home and family ties
A blessing in disguise
The circle closes, then it dies away
One less joy of seeing clearly now
But there's power within doubt
Contemplation of a different kind
If I knew I wouldn't try
Nursing Utopia
Trying much too hard, savouring the leap of faith
Magnify everything
The circle closes, then it dies away
As I get up off my feet again
If I'm wiser now I really couldn't say
The knower and the known, they are the same I'm told
It is a mystery that will repel and will attract