The thought of losing one's self
Brings shivers to the restless man
Thinking, running circles all night
To be or not to be
Then again who are you
Is one's self the name?
Or simply a matter of perspective
This chain of thoughts goes on
Thinking, running circles all night
What we fear is the unknowing
What if I didn't have a name?
What would be, my soul
What is a soul when it comes to
The thought of losing one's self
What if loss was gain
Just with the added pain
This is simply a matter of perspective
Of the restless man
Thinking, running circles all
Night...
