swirling faces on the edge of my mind
i want to reach out and touch them
but they hide in the mist of the mid-day sun
they mock me as i try to follow
the waters of the deep are murky with
the secrets of a million different things
i try to deciefer evrything here
i want to know it all
the secrets will be mine
fathoming how far and wide i would go
just find that one spec of happyness
i stumble upon a hole filled with death
darkness saves us in our time of peril
[cicero]