To Be Light of Heart
Cephalopod Creator Myth
Shouldered weight time to go
The endless burden no more
Moments of elation
Point out all my lows
With all we have we shouldn't feel this way at all
The perfect life the perfect wife the perfect drug
With all we know we know there's always more to gain
And with this so-called wisdom the greying skies appear
Awake each morning to greet the sun
The dusk falls earlier than that of anyone
Well poised to receive time in paradise
Shield eyes from the sky which holds the truth
With opened eyes find what matters
The rest is clear and meaningless
Start anew recalibrated
The goal attained light of heart
And in this new direction
Gentle hands guide along