Crave

I'm always on passage
 Even though I'm grounded
 I don't take many breaks
 Even then I'm rested
 And I don't care about tomorrow
 And I don't care about where I'm heading
 I'm making up the end before the story's even started
 I wanna comprehend what is going on
 So many episodes of every unspoken word
 To feel the real core
 To avoid the absurd
 But ironically
 It's the mystery
 The unknown I want to save
 It's the magic that I crave
 Through these fields of splendor
 Through these walls of noise
 I will remember
 To use my voice
 I will fight for my right
 I will fight for my right to speak my mind
 I will fight for my right to speak my mind
 And ironically
 It's the mystery
 The unknown I want to save
 It's the magic that I crave
 What I've been hungry for is something of substence
 What I've been craving is something of taste
 What I've been hungry for is something of substencnce
 What I've been craving is something of taste
 Something I couldn't waste
 Something I couldn't waste
 No
 I know
 Yeah I know
 I know
 That I don't have a clue
 What about you?