Under the moonlight it all looked so promising

The challenges before us hidden by the shadows

The road ahead lit just enough to show us where to go

And all those songs that blessed our adolescense

Playing at once in the back our our heads

An endless ode to summers come and gone so far away

That potential we all thought we could live up to

Those dreams like the twinkle of the stars above

Tiny specks of fools gold lining the yellow brick road

But we follow on to the best of our abilities

There’s nothing else here for us to cling to

Just those fleeting flashes of what we always imagined

When we were young and full of hope and optimistic

Before the night had given way to cold, harsh light

We still stumble forward down those paths we set

With inspiration and aspiration yet weighed down

Under the entropy of time and truth

We’re not what we once were

But we may yet find what we were meant for

Out there in the black, beyond the flash of headlights

Far past the walls we never had the chance to see

There has to be a opening somewhere

A passage out to somewhere far more than this monotony

If we only keep up the search