Pointless path we set forth on
Whimsical routes of self-appraisal
When there is nothing quite there to praise
Momentary charge, feeling large
When indeed you are a tiny spec of salt
Feeling mighty, singing through life
All the while getting the very meaning of life, wrong
Leaping towards the ungettable
Desiring the unforgettable
Sleeping with the untouchable
Who knows what thread ties your skin together
Silly scruples creeping slow
Move away from this rising star
Why a star? Why this far?
Logic denied, we carry with us our misdemeanours
Failing logic, we stand oblivious
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