Journey (Interlude)

Walking, Walking
Walk on through the door
Mind is running, lips are talking
Lips are talking 'bout the places I be walking
Looking for
The solution to the answer
Of a question I don't know
I don't know where I'm going
But I come from I Don't Know
It's a place in between right
And the realm that is known
Known to none but Zen
So it's more like the unknown
Unknowingly these pastures are feeling more like home
Homing in
Zoning out
Rolling in
Rolling out
Friend or foe
Thanks a lot
You helped to shape me
There's no doubt
Doubt I'd be where I am
Without knowing what's about
Or afoot
I'm more aware
Best believe that I am proud
Consumed by the dark
Fathered by the light
Yea that's right
Raised by good
But surrounded by the plight
No not right
Plighted by the wrong
Suffer from their might
Crushed by the sheer weight
Of the darkness of the light