Passage to Paralysis

In My Experience An Act Of Passing Takes The Stage
In An Interchange Of Confidence
In My Experience An Obligation By Design
Where My Liberty Is Just A Word,It's Just A Word
In My Experience An All Consuming Type Of Dance
Embracing A Silent Partner Who Takes The Lead Away
Just When You Thought You The Hang Of It

In My Experience Mind And Matter Time And Space
Play An Endless Game Of Endurance
All In A Lifetime Of Work Fatigue Reaction,
My Body Slows But My Mind Is Quick
Firing Thoughts In Random Succession
My Passage To Paralysis Might Seem Diverted
Well I Can Tell You
I Can Feel It Coming On, I Can Feel It Coming On
In My Experience The Center Of Trade For My Soul
My Humanity Knows When I Try To Back Away
Or When I Raise The Mammoth

Penance Aside When Expression Resides,
Strike A Blow For The Teacher Who Got Me Thinking
Listen My Son, You Have Got Only One Chance
There's No State Of Grace For A Poor Man's Offering

I'm Lost In My Drama's Tears, Been That Way For Years
And I Don't Know If It Is Real Or Fiction
'Cause I Can't See The Forest For The Trees... Now
Let Us Stray From My Course, Turned Away
When It Came To The Day,That I Needed Something,
Turn To Stone, Turn It Over Alone,
Light A Path, Find A Way To My Promised Land

I'm Lost In My Drama's Tears, Been That Way For Years,
And I Don't Know If It Is Real Or Fiction
'Cause I Can't See The Forest For The Trees... Now

I Face My Passage To Paralysis,
Can't Stop This Free Fall Of Analysis
I Face My Passage To Paralysis,
Just Brace For Impact In A Long, Long, Long
Long, Long, Long, Long Stall

In My Experience, I Pause Before And After,
In My Experience, I Learn Before And After
That The Time Has Come For Reflection,
On My Passage To This Hemisphere
In My Experience, A Piece Of Music Or My Favorite Book,
And An Evening Alone, Makes Me Think About "Someday",
When We All Raise The Mammoth

'Cause I Can't See The Forest For The Trees... Now

'Cause I Can't See The Forest For The Trees... Now

Hit By The Force Of A Madman's Recourse,
Pound A Fist, Wayward Course For Such An Old Man,
What Will I Make When My Spirit Awakes,
And My Endgame Is Only Another Start ?

I'm Lost In My Drama's Tears, Been That Way For Years,
And I Don't Know If It Is Real Or Fiction
'Cause I Can't See The Forest For The Trees... Now

Why Am I Left To Waiting ?
Why Do I Feel This Pressure ?
Why - When It's Only Me Here ?
I Write My Own Destiny,
With My Fears Of What I'll Be,
And I Can't Pretend To See,
What I Just Can't See
How Did I Ever Get Here ?
How Do I Make A Change ?
How Do I Find A Peace Here ?

Prevent Disaster, Annihilate This Plague,
A Principle Brew Motion, My Procession Is Vague,
My Souls Stirs A Brew Of Redemption That Is Lost.
I Awake From A Stupor And Realize The Cost,
Now I Realize The Cost
Now I Realize The Cost Is Great,
And I Wait For A Reason To Stay, My God