the lost

I send my soul into an emersion of inexhaustible light.
They are lost, lost in darkness.
Where are we now,
where are we now?...

How can you walk if you cannot see where you're going?
you can't.
you are going nowhere.

the world walks in circles,
around and around
in an infinite trade of fate
toying with the idea of searching
for fear you wont find anything...

why search?
why try?..

we die inside
because we are lost.
In this game of lost and found, please
please find me.
Show me what it feels like to know the truth.
I may not deserve it,
but maybe I need it..

Seek and ye shall find- perhaps seeking is feeling.. believing is seeing.. and finding is trying.

So who are we now?
who are we now?
we are the lost.