March Sadness - Tawny Peaks

The earth beneath me moves and it betrays me where I stand

I’ve spent too long on this and you’re becoming foreign land

And I’m thinking

There’s nothing right and nothing wrong

I’m still finding

That nothing else will take this long

So I’m supposed to search for this again, some means to my end

No meaning to these minutes of slow ticking time we spend

Bigger vision fades and our spinnig earth suspends

Not to comforted by all these thoughts you feel you have to lend

And I’m thinking

There’s nothing right and nothing wrong

I’m still finding

That nothing else will take this long

Rising forks in the road

And I’m thinking

There’s nothing right and nothing wrong

I’m still finding

That nothing else will take this long