We passed upon the sand
And seen amongst the dark.
We came on to the land
With I'll forgotten hearts.

      What is to be the soul;
Made from that of stars?
Enduring many woes..
The only thing that's ours.

      The distance that we traveled
      Whose to say they know?
      We've gazed a million hills..
      And paid a trillion tolls.

       Long before our birth..
We know not what we did
Although, Iam not sure
      I feel as though we lived.

       Where to go from here?
Whose to say they know?
All the stories that has been told
We must've died a long time ago

There is reason I chose to say we
    But what that really means
    We all really know inside

But what a tangled web we weave