Sequence Vii: Lighthouse

And where will we be tomorrow

If we do not leave today?

The more we wait for things to change

The more they stay the same

And the more they stay the same

We change

With all the floodgates opened

Walls of water at our heels

Where do we go from here?

Where we will turn to?

With all the shouldered load

With all the limitless possibilities

Like birds of passage flying free

Aimlessly soaring

Between time and space sorrow and joy

Through the night and undergrowth

We set out for the sea

Peering adsorbing consuming

And nothing ever good enough

No river too wide

No ocean too deep

No mountain too high

The myriads of open roads

Wayfarers at the crossroads

There's always more than this never more than this

Eyes elude the landmarks

And the flame is swallowed now

No river too wide

No ocean too deep

No mountain too high

The myriads of open roads

Every river too wide

Every ocean too deep

Every mountain too high

The myriads of open roads