A dark void clouds my past 
The faint shadows of shapeless figures 
Stirring lazily, in and out, to and fro 
In the world that my memory triggers 

Voices heard in mumbled blurbs 
A barely audible sound rings soft in my ear 
Stirring lazily, in and out, to and fro 
As though the figures were standing oh so near 

A vagueness settles in the mire 
Seeds planted but yet to break the surface 
Stirring lazily, in and out, to and fro 
Leaving a sense of misunderstood purpose 

A beam of unyielding light 
Truth is just a rose bud trying to flower 
Stirring lazily, in and out, to and fro 
Waiting to bloom into almighty power 

In a blinding spotlight I stagger 
The secret of life enters naked on the scene 
Stirring lazily, in and out, to and fro 
Fighting to steal the show and end my dream 

A dark void clouds my past 
Ago and before hold quiet vigil in the night 
Stirring lazily, in and out, to and fro 
In perpetual echoes of what was wrong, and what is right