Sequence Vii: Lighthouse

And where will we be tomorrowIf we do not leave today?The more we wait for things to changeThe more they stay the sameAnd the more they stay the sameWe changeWith all the floodgates openedWalls of water at our heelsWhere do we go from here?Where we will turn to?With all the shouldered loadWith all the limitless possibilitiesLike birds of passage flying freeAimlessly soaringBetween time and space sorrow and joyThrough the night and undergrowthWe set out for the seaPeering adsorbing consumingAnd nothing ever good enoughNo river too wideNo ocean too deepNo mountain too highThe myriads of open roadsWayfarers at the crossroadsThere's always more than this never more than thisEyes elude the landmarksAnd the flame is swallowed nowNo river too wideNo ocean too deepNo mountain too highThe myriads of open roadsEvery river too wideEvery ocean too deepEvery mountain too highThe myriads of open roads