In states of heightened awareness I see where I am
In those shadows and layers I know what to do
Before I turn the corner the slightest flicker catches my gaze
I’m always wanting, wanting, wanting
In places beyond my grasp I flow with the rhythm
In voices that don't speak my language I catch what I can
Before I answer the call I can hear coming, I relent
I'm constantly wanting, always wanting, wanting
Intrepid with indecisive ambiguity
Frozen by tempestuous allegory
I'm continuously wanting, constantly wanting, always wanting
Turgid with growing anxiety
Catatonic from pending despair
My faith holds out, for more than I can bear
From Perilous Flight
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