The Eclectic Measure

Every day the Sun goes up and I will close my eyes
Waiting for the Moon to come and fit in my disguise
Endlessly I wander on the Roads of passing lives
Trying to find a way to get me on the moonlit drive

Made to measure with my mind
Contemporarely blind

I’m caught within a twilight zone, it’s how the things have gone
Eclectic as the life I lead, ethereal as the Dawn
Endlessly I wander on the Roads of passing lives
Trying to find a way to get me on the moonlit drive

Made to measure with my mind
Contemporarely blind

Every night the Moon comes up, I open up my eyes
Longing for the Sun to come and fall into demise
To bite the dust of neverending paths that I walk by
Hopelessly I wander on the Carnival of Life

Made to measure with my mind
Contemporarely blind