Gibdon Moon

these days we walk
these days we cry
these days we walk
  to know we're stuck
  but still not trapped
these days we cry
  to know our life
  but still our path
has eluded
us

these days we walk
these days we try
these days we walk
  to dive subconscious
  but far below moral
these days we try
  to strive above us
  and our petty evils
still consume
us

these days we walk
someday we'll fly
these days we walk
  to bend our truth
  but warm our lies
someday we'll fly
  beyond this tomb
  where under we die
only within
us