The Source

You don't know What you think, what you feel But you know it's real It's living in the depths of the sand You don't know What you see, what you hear But you know it's there It's always been there The Sun is beating on this soul suit The curtains burning, letting light through Leaves me blind Or, did it open my eyes? I can't explain it, but it's all true The salt is stinging in my fresh wounds Dead can't die Or, was it ever alive? You don't know What you think, what you feel But you know it's real It's living in the depths of the sand You don't know What you see, what you hear But you know it's there It's always been there An ancient city, but it's all new A little doubt couldn't hurt you I don't subscribe Or, did it open my mind? The maker's voice caught in the sandstone Dropped to my knees when it bellowed "So, you've returned" Or, was it all in my mind? You don't know What you think, what you feel But you know it's real It's living in the depths of the sand You don't know What you see, what you hear But you know it's there It's always been there Take your place by my side You belong to my tribe Looking deeply inside You always knew what you'd find