&SunStone

Sentient, silent, tethered to
whispers sweetly spoken.
Soft light, soft hands embrace.
Twilight sets in and quiets all.
Memory weighs in, comforting.
I wish to shut my eyes and follow

Then a stiff wind rocks the bow.
A sharp mist cuts through.
Memories open, deep and wide.
Memories open.
Get me through.

Shroud my eyes.
Blind my mind.
It comforts me - yeah, right.

All we hold to suffer for
burns through restless, stoic nights.
Gripping to some semblence of
dignity while falling down and failing
Then a stiff wind rocks the bow.
A sharp mist cuts through.
Memories open deep and wide.
Memories open.
Take me through.
(Chorus)

So I breathe deep,
plunge in, treading, restless and eagar to set sail,
but searching for a reason.

Inward, old ghosts blind you - wrap and whisper.
Old faults blind you,
weigh on
drag you down.
Life's too short to rest and accept your chains.
Grasp to all that moves you,
sincerely longing to...
break the chains that hold you under!
Let nothing stand in your wake.
Drown the voice that rends and sunders.
You're the only one in your way.

The rotten masks that divide one man from himself -
they all crumble, torn down beneath their weight.
For one moment, we glimpse the unity that we lost.
The desolation of being man in all its glories,
sharing sun and death.

Break the chains that hold you under.
Let nothing stand in your wake.
Drown the voice that rends and sunders.
You're the only one in your way.
Burst out unbound, crutches at your feet.
Curious and wide-eyed, wonder just in reach.
Set west, take in, catch the setting sun, and transcend time -
To strive
To seek
To find...

...and not to yield.

Lyrics by Jeremy Borne
© 2012 Opioid Music