October 11, 2004
With destination's purely lostWraught beyond a care
To the whims we shall follow
And find each other there
Equaled bits that we've unravelled
Upon the pathless road we've traveled
Catch the golden touch of fields
Swim in seas of endless wheat
Acquesced to that of no one
But for oursevles to ever meet
Here the world can be foresaken
For all the nothing we have taken
Die to match our magic duo
Aching just to see
Us, above the bleak and blain
This destination; you and me
Die, they will, but to find
Only we can halt all time
So we together shall take our stand
Forcing pace of untread ground
Laughing quietly to ourselves
At beauty they have not yet found
Crammed in jealous paper cups
Looking back on the both of us
With destination's purely lost
Wraught beyond your wanton stare
We have clasped the honest truth
And stay to find each other there
The perfect places we shall go
The perfection of the pathless road...