Bang your head against that wall again
to see if you can make it stick
This time will certainly be different
(hope you can hear my eyes roll to the heavens)
This can’t possibly be the wrong direction
You’d know it if it was, after all
It only takes you further from the truth
You don’t know what you’re looking for
so how could you ever find it?
You say you’ll know it when you get there
but where, exactly, are you going?
All I see is circles that you’ve worn into this road
and the footprints heading out there door
from where all the others threw their hands
and walked away from you
Keep tilting at those windmills
and fighting all the battles
against imaginary enemies
that hold no real importance
Call me when you realize the objects that surround you
aren’t what’s really there to hold you back
but don’t count on me to wait around and answer