Riding
To a place
Where i can go
And lose my mind
To hideaway
Escape the game
Meditate
Playing my mind
For a time
I'm going away
No reality
Escape the game
Meditate
Playing my mind
For a time
I'm going away
To reality
oblivion
Is washing up
I will be
among the reeds
Stationary
From creeping death
Breaking down the stones
Rolling in my way
