Chimaera

Lyrics for Chimaera

Like to speak of turning the page Starting over, beginning again Let me show how I found a new way With each cut made, I follow the grain Are we just a flare on a lens? A trick of light in the end? A skimming stone on the water The sharpest blade has made things real again Hear the worn and wet of each day Are like milestones along the way Each path chosen, each step that I take Leads me deeper in this golden place Are we just a flare on a lens? A trick of light in the end? A glimmer of flame at the field's edge The sharpest blade has made things real again Buried inside this empty land Traces bring me back to earth Footsteps made, the paths I've followed Who I think the place I am from? What seemed a great adventure Now feels like a dream that's ending What is real remains uncertain' Where is home where I'm meant to be?