It seems that my soul doesn't have much left to speak
As time passed, I've fell off my peak
Behind my shoulder, I try to peek
To find the path to reach, the place I seek
I don't know if I can even get there
I'm not even sure if its worth a try
Cause the flames have burnt out, the well has dried
And you know its not like I never tried
But the knowledge that I could have tried
Much better than I did, might keep me awake at night
Still, this gamble has even greater stakes
As I now wonder, if I even want what I wanted to chase.