Comin Around

Both physical and sensory
My entity
Indivisible from nature's whole treasure
This Identity
Vast, beyond measure
I share with the oceans, dark matter, and you

Mirrors, smoke and mirrors
(Gears remind ?)
Vacant, so much room inside
in such a hurry, no where to stop

no where to stop
in such a hurry
no where to stop

all our plans
we wake up chasing the wind
catching shadows and losing our heads
but if all you want is out
I'm coming around on myself
It's been years and I could use the help
to carry us back to that place
but if all you want is out
I'm coming around

I'm coming around

I'm coming around

mirrors, smoke and mirrors,
it's hard to face myself
hard to face myself
vacant, so much room inside
it's hard to stop myself
hard to deal with myself

all our lives
we wake up chasing the wind
catching shadows and losing our heads
but if all you want is out
I'm coming around on myself
It's been years and I could use the help
show me where's the window to escape
but if all you want is out
I'm coming around

I'm coming around