The Search For Terrestrial Life (Phideaux)

A long time ago I was inspired And now I wonder has it all expired? Past redeeming, numb to feeling Where is any shred of meaning? I don't know why Now it seems like something's missing Years flow the story goes Narration brings the image closer I know, I'm repeating all the same mistakes I am the arm that's bleeding I am the storm that's forming I am the rope that's coiling Reaching for the waiting hand So here I am calling calling calling For a face in the crowd to shepherd me out Lead me down the road I was praying Someone would find my hideaway Yes it's a long climb through rocky crags To my jagged brain Days of waiting waiting waiting For a sliver of sound, cascade and rebound Bring me down I see victory Right in your grasp if you want it to be Always it was lurking Never very far for your heart to see This day it is your day, breaking like a wave In the waters free, taking control If you'd only agree, coming very close It's coming, are you ready? One day the story will unwind You will move past and leave the rest behind Now it's retreating It is clearing from your mind  Though you can still feel it pulling You're aligned, there's no returning You are on your way down and down Reach the ground Icy wastes recede, permafrost gone Spring intervenes. Always it was waiting Flung like a leaf down to nourish the tree Far underground where the roots are deep Always around and watching watching me