And Plato Said

The hardest thing is waking up To a day you know will tear you apart Simply because it's one of the same The hardest thing is opening your eyes To all those you know are nothing but lies Simply because there is no one else The sun, the stars, where have they gone? The kiss, the touch of clever thought You're left inside a big man's cave The shadows you expect are always late The hardest thing is reaching out To another soul without being loud Simply because inner strings are cut The hardest thing is breaking free In a place, a spot that no one can see Simply because we have left none. The sun, the stars, where have they gone? The kiss, the touch of clever thought You're left inside a big man's cave The shadows you expect are always late Oh, where have you gone? I need to feel My spirit burn Oh, where is the light? I'm turning blind I'll turn to dust The sun, the stars, where have they gone? The kiss, the touch of clever thought You're left inside a big man's cave The shadows you expect are always late