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Exiled to an isolation, disavowed by my own kind

Shanghaied from all I love, my life and what I’ve left behind

My only sin to speak is my piety, I believe

There’s no answers for what I seek

There’s no hole for the key



I once found love in darkness,

Never looking, never wondering

The answers to the questions or what the hell they mean

A dumb smile affixed upon me, little beings with their opaque minds

Send love back home - I’m not alone!  I’ve made contact of the third kind

But had I known my last words to speak was back in the seed

I’d have chosen wisely - but now there’s no one left to hear my plea

So I’m back to chasing down the dream

Every evening at the bottom of the cleft

So I’m back on the secrets that you keep

From a man of the crucifix

But not of the cruciform



In the walls of the labyrinth you expose me to truth

Had me stripped of my wit and playing the fool

But you keep your distance, lest your secrets revealed

Never giving no warning of how good it’d feel

Exiled to an isolation, disavowed by my own kind

Shanghaied from all I love, my life and what I’ve left behind

I’m just a shell, so to speak, with a whisper of humanity

I recede, there’s no answers that I seek

Now that the enlightened ones have told me