Muddled thoughts make for muddled mind Surety and certainty are long left behind Surrounded by phantoms of folks I once knew My heart is no longer honest or true I remember before my heart became asunder As a child this world seemed a such wonder But the waters of life erode bit by bit Wearing away a once indomitable spirit It’s easy to lose yourself, to lose true north When your passions fail to come forth Your friends move on, your family passes Sometimes it seems that nothing good lasts So now you’re alone in the vastness of it all Surviving now seems an order so tall When you start to find your own mind unjust One must wonder who’s left to trust