the eternal wayfarer

back in the day i never had to choose my way without a clue, no need for a hand, unaware that i was dancing on the edge but wasn't a due, oh, serene's the sea behind me, into the whirl of devil time, a gentle rocking then a crack in the cradle, you're asleep until you hit the ground, one for this road and another for after?, someone tell me: what's yer "after" all about?, from ease to the sky, until the world gets in the way, ring in the age: countdown to zero, chasing the afterglow, the outcome is set as far as i know, time and again the sundown it screams my name, but i try to turn away, the gorge of the instant devours the future, to spit it out as a fading memory, gimme the strength to defy contradiction, when my mindset fails to let me see, will i travel on, and longing pave the road?, ring in the age: countdown to zero, chasing the afterglow, the outcome is set as far as i know, is it the end or maybe the outset, or just a stage of a whole i can't survey, time and again it's screaming my name, so you don't wanna see, you realize that your senses have come, to the edge. and you don't trust a single one, don't wanna turn your inside towards the sky, are we afraid to catch a glimpse of truth tonight?, could the heavens reveal what's inside the afterglow?, is this light just based on perception now?, or do i refuse to perceive what is hard to ignore?, from ease through fire into the afterglow, and you don't wanna see, see that your eyes have come, to a point where you don't see why and where do you run, will you turn your inside towards the sky, you're scared to death by what your heart may see tonight, (i look up in search of forever and wonder trying to make out that day, that i had to give my inherent spiritual juvenility away and again: why is it made so difficult for us to read the signs that we, have to read in order just to understand, read so we can comprehend a trace of eternity), pictures of void burn in the afterglow, purification or just a perception now?, will you refuse to feel what you can't ignore, from ease through fire into the afterglow, (i look up in search of forever and wonder trying to make out that day, that i had to give my inherent spiritual juvenility away and again: why is it made so difficult for us to read the signs that we, have to read in order just to understand, read so we can comprehend a trace of eternity, have to read in order just to understand, read so we can comprehend a trace of eternity), and i try to look as far as the eye can see, past and beyond the dark painted wall, oh, ring in the age: countdown to zero, chasing the afterglow, the outcome is set as far as i know, is it the end or maybe the outset, or just a stage of a whole that i can't survey, time and again it's screaming my name