All Part Of The Cycle
But Knowing The Logic Doesn′t Make It Any Easier To Swallow
Still Wallow, Still Bogged Down By Lingering HopesValid? Maybe. Empty? Most Likely
Hollow Desires Have No Place In Self Definition

For The Logic Also Reminds Me
What Can Be Born, Flourish And Die
Can Also Be Reborn, Once The Harsh Winter Has Passed
Finding Independence In Dependence, Craving Dependence In Solitude
Someone Close The Loop To This Vicious Cycle, Someone Solve This Perpetual Paradox

Like A Parasite, Leaving Host
Finding Mutualism In Another Warm Body
Seems So Cold On The Surface
Yet A Beacon To Anyone Drowning Below It
Anyone Failing To Overthrow It

Another Day Goes By Deny Nature, Embrace Disease
Instincts Eroding, Conscience Hardly Relieved
So Much To Prove Only Affirming That I Can't Prove Anything
So I′ll Turn And Run From My Anchor, From Love, From Everything

Where Will Comfort Stem From
All Resources Have Been Exhausted
Seeking Something Renewable, Sustainable, Attainable
Does It Exist? Does It Create Warmth? Does It Foster Life
Can It End This Strife? Can This Hole Be Undug
To Keep My Head Back Above Sea Level
Can It Extend A Rope To Tug Me Back Along In Your Wake
Drag Me Up On The Shore Of Your Deserted Isle

Are There Tools To Start A Fire? I Need To Start A Fire
Will You Be The Warm Host To My Parasite