Once the walls are escaped
And feet touch on new ground
A new reality ignites to show
That nothing new is found
The banging drum is heard afar
But the beat remains the same
On the horizon new walls to scale
In between remains the game
“Everything that needs to be said has already been said. But, since no one was listening, everything must be said again.” – Andre Gide
Once the walls are escaped
And feet touch on new ground
A new reality ignites to show
That nothing new is found
The banging drum is heard afar
But the beat remains the same
On the horizon new walls to scale
In between remains the game