I wrote these lyrics a couple of years ago, and i made a track with them, but honestly i don’t feel like i did the material justice in my delivery of it.
I will probably do a remake at some point, until then, perhaps your inner voice can do a better job at delivering this piece of art.
this was something i was inspired to write, and being inspired is not the same thing as being frozen in knowing. it’s knowing being in more of a fluid state, crystallizing in words and exploring elements of observation based assumption.
Still, i feel there is some level of accuracy in the following, i just can’t confirm on what level that is. Regardless, I felt good seeing and hearing the sequence
enjoy
the endless path:
the endless path
is hidden in transition,
shrouded in mystery
inside our human condition.
entwined in the mechanics
of this curious place.
a symbiosis of aspects
a distortion of grace.
“death is dangerous”
an understandable conclusion.
the evidence is overwhelming
regardless hints
of its grand illusion.
as many have been there
many have had a taste,
reports of a loving light
letting no soul go to waste.
the endless path
is hidden in transition,
like silence between the tracks
on the album of a musician.
every composition
has its flavour,
a symphony of vibration
made to savour.
immersed in rhythm
as with timing,
music is a friend
that’s always shining.
settle in the connection
and let it string you along,
with emotional resonance
we are one with the song.
the endless path
is hidden in transition,
subjective experience
evolving its mission.
coming to an understanding
doesn’t require us to fully understand,
love in circulation
makes for lighter steps at hand.
none are born with hate
or contempt in heart,
a will willing to break
has pain as its start.
even the messiest of moments
have a return to peace,
trauma from human life
is washed away
in our origin of ease.
the endless path
is hidden in transition,
it’s hard to see
past an invested vision
what rings true today
can be out of tune tomorrow,
what used to move us forward
can become a source of sorrow.
with renewal behind the wheel
and nostalgia backseat,
we drive down the road
of being existentially incomplete.
in transition between the tracks
simmers our soulful song.
infinite experience
was part of us, all along.
the endless path
is hidden in transition