Reawaken

Awaken, in Technicolor nightmare Yeah! A stranger to myself. In a strange land, that's oh so cryptic Not even knowing who I am. Surrounded by the deepest oceans. So many deceptions that confound... We are more than a mere number. Must I conform, or make a stand? I'll make a stand. Mistrust! Our self-defence has faltered. Can't let, the death grip take a hold! Discord will only make us fall! Escape, is always stalked by rovers Take me and my consciousness Eyes reopen right back where I started No sense can be made of madness! Who am I? You are number 9! Who are you? I am number 2! Who is, number 1? You are number 9! ...Trip over logic, right down the rabbit hole. I start, to make sense of confusion Realisations clear and now take hold The sheer, power of perception No escape for those who take the throne. I've made sense, within this confusion The light has returned now, to this old soul The sheer, power within knowledge No escape for those who took the throne. Re-awaken, re-awaken.... Re-awaken, re-awaken.... Trip over logic, spat out the rabbit hole. The blurred, now in focus as I regain control Re-awaken, realise that you are one Re-awaken, realise that we are one ...Sing! I am one!