Illusory Life

In a world that’s spinning fast, oh so fastLights and shadows, they just pass, never lastWhispers of truth in the rush of the dayEchoes of depth, slowly fading away

But I’m singing blues in this crowded roomWhere souls are blinded by a neon gloomTrying to find a path that feels realIn a world that’s forgotten how to really feel

With no memory of whence we cameIn this world, none two souls the sameYearning for a life that’s more than it seemsFor a glimpse of the spirit beyond our dreams

So I sing these blues with a soulful cryFor a life that’s more than just to live and dieSeeking a path back to what's truly realIn a world that often forgets how to feel

How to feel...

We are travelers on an earthly stageBound by the script, yet free of the cageDrifting from the divine to truly seeOnly in its absence, we find the key

In this play of life, we're more than our partWith a longing for union deep in our heartA quest for a life that’s genuine, freeA dance with the spirit, where we long to be

As Jesus said on that mount so high, not so high“Cut it off if it blinds your eye.” (your own eye)Better to feel, better to feel, better to hurtThan live in a world where nothing is worth

Playing these blues, raw and clearIn a world that’s too busy to hearBut for those who listen, those who seeThese blues are my truth, my soul set free