More of Nothing

Throughout all divisions of concepts 
That build fake images of paths to your ideals 
You'll find mere disappointment 
It's not the manner, it's the form of the starting point 
That keeps the flower from it's beauty 
Close your eyes and try to see what's real what's present 
Dream awake through seas of color 

Further and further 
You're running in circles 
The end is only visible from a distance 
Take a breath and realize 
Tomorrow's just a guess 
More of Nothing 

Throughout all divisions of concepts 
That build fake images of paths to your ideals 
You'll find mere disappointment 
It's not the manner, it's the form of the starting point 
That keeps the flower from it's beauty 
Close your eyes and try to see what's real what's present 
Dream awake through seas of color 

Virtual paint models boundless shapes to fill your eyes 
Original perception confined to this 
From moment to moment, from flash to flash 
Regain your confidence in life as such 

Dissolve in the stream 
Acquiesce in it, relieved from desire 
You'll feel the presence of it's warmth 
It was always there, it's in your heart 
It's in your heart 

Further and further 
You're running in circles 
The end is only visible from a distance 
Take a breath and realise 
Tomorrow's just a guess at 
More of Nothing