Aeronaut - Means End

Please leave me alone today

Somber weather, a weakened vigor

This pensive ambiance weighs my heart

Life, as you’ll see

Has a tendency to fool most all, but not me

So I ask as another did in his soliloquy

«To be or not to be?»

An irreconcilable dichotomy

Permeates everything that we do:

Our bodies and symbolic reasoning

The bridge that connects the two

Breaks down when we

Rationalize who we love, why we hope

Why we cry when it' s time to die

And this all troubles me

Whereof one cannot speak

Thereof one must be silent

It is not without a fine stroke of irony

That words are all we have

So I’m left with nothing to to say to you

In the depths of our reason there lies darkness in pure form

Turn away

Leave me here to wallow in my own

Solipsistic, dark, and melancholy world

The strange winds of philosophy

Will lead me where they will