In the beginning there was a simple deed to be done
To expand this narrow idea of a world
My past self now nothing but a memory
Looking ahead I see a face gleaming in content

During a brief moment, suspended in white light
In my mortal fear I created this shadow my likeness
Fueling me, haunting me, propelling me forward

And so I shaped a goal to achieve in a single stroke of a brush
Painting a complete picture of my future
This specter now and then following me, trailing me behind

I’m chasing a mirage glimmering in the distance
Thinking about all the intersections crossed
All those that are yet to come

I detrude myself yet another time
Only to take the next step
Did I take a wrong turn?
Do I fall short in the end?

Did I take a wrong turn?
Do I fall short in the end?

During a brief moment, suspended in white light
In my mortal fear I created this shadow my likeness
Fueling me, haunting me, propelling me forward

Driving me to desperate measures
My likeness won’t let me rest
The shadow again is closing in on me
The momentum shifts in favor of greater meaning
Something genuine forms into the purpose I need to live

During a brief moment, suspended in white light
In my mortal fear I created this shadow my likeness
Fueling me, haunting me, propelling me forward

In the beginning there was a simple deed to be done
To expand this narrow idea of a world
During a brief moment, suspended in white light
In my mortal fear I created this shadow my likeness
Fueling me, haunting me, propelling me forward
Something genuine forms into the purpose I need to live