I myself am not with me
I trained my galloping horses to amble through the narrow lanes I told my inside voices to hush and kept them locked in chains I abated the raging fire to flicker in mere embers with precepts I built a pyre to kindle the sprouting desires I caged my wandering mind barring it from taking chances tried to keep everything aligned tuning in with all the circumstances But who I did this for? the question remains unanswered I forced myself to the perfect core and the purpose remains unserved And now as I set them all free the voices, all they do is whimper The horses, they refuse to flee and the fire has lost its vigor Drugging yesterdays, paralyzing tomorrows I struggle in between the devil and the sea No matter how crowded, I'm lonely and low 'cause I myself am not with me.