From day to night, wake to sleep somene,
something is always watching out for me
It is not an angel or a devil.
I can't see it, only feel it, moving in my mind.
What could this thing be?
It show the way to hidden paths in my mind
while leading me step by step to forgotten memories.
I can't touch or smell it,
only feel it move through endless space and time.
It calls me to a compressed world.
Past, present, and future all melded into one.
What could this thing be?
It moves with incredible power but is still confined.
What could confine such a powerful thing?
Confined only by those with narrow minds.
For every step you take,
it is two steps ahead and one step behind.
Inside us all lies this thing.
Some keep it shut,
refusing to believe
while others have yet to open it for the first time.
What could this thing be?
Ever so silent but strong
is my third eye
