The Lonely Maze

The Lonely Maze - Sean Rowe

Oh I'll never get to the start

But I've seen the universe in a blade of grass

Oh I've built my questions a raft

And I send them floating there on a lake of glass

And though this weight is like a stone

It is hard to drop the things I've come to know

Oh my mind is lost to the ground

Like the crickets are lost against the highway sound

Oh how I've been a thief with my voice

While all the leaves just sing the truth out loud

Take this mask and burn my page

And I will leave my wallet in that lonely maze