Weathered

We rise As weathered vessels And time Wears us down to the core We stride Hopeful and reckless Through the wide Crack of a broken door We're hardened, yet aching sore Hungry to find out more We fly As sinking vessels Confined Hovered above the floor Our kind Abandoned with questions Resign To wash onto the shore We're hardened, yet aching sore Hungry to find out more What are we searching for Lost in delusion Nothing is proven What are we searching for Fog of illusion Got to keep moving I don't take light The drifting tide When I can't find A place to row I don't take light The drifting tide When I can't find A place What are we searching for What are we searching for What are we searching for What are we searching for