Separation Street

SEPARATION STREET
(Written by Ben Antoniadis)

A million midnight souls pour their hearts out in the comments section
Crying in the darkness, looking for that starry connection
My heart is heavy with the weight of the ocean
I shed a tear for every lost soul that ever lost someone

All this separation, it seems, will never make sense
And every shining star just a dying sun in the firmament
With world-weary mind I try to find that place with no beginning, no end
But each time wind up back where I started again

Now I sit by the window and fill my lungs with smoke
A blessed tale on my tongue though a careless, blasphemous joke
Oh, holy is he who humbles himself
Though who’ll be the fool who thinks he truly knows himself?

All this separation, it seems, will never make sense
And every shining star just a dying sun in the firmament
With world-weary mind I try to find that place with no beginning, no end
But each time wind up back where I started again

So I post a comment to the sacred heavens above
Scrawled upon the wing of a sleeping turtle dove
And hope that in the morning it will deliver my song
To the Lord of the Dance, now dawn has nearly begun

All this separation, it seems, will never make sense
And every shining star just a dying sun in the firmament
With world-weary mind I try to find that place with no beginning, no end
But each time wind up back where I started again