Various Artists Follow

That called inside of me
From fountains of expression
Trying to break free

Nothing left to say when the walls give way
Still I can faintly recall the subtle purity
Of youthful inspiration and insecurity
Nothing left to say when the child finds his way

Pride and the drive that started the dream
Turned in time to an endless obsession
Caught in a vicious circle of compulsion
Possessed by the goal and the possession

Desires bind the truth to secrecy
But behind the aspirations I see
A life devoted to blind ambition
And a mortal man searching for eternity

Behind the desires
And the wall that gave way
There's a forgotten cause
Consumed by the day

Behind the ambitions
Of a child who found his way
There's a cold realization
That our deeds die with the day

And behind the disguise
Of a man with a cause
There's a child screaming
With nothing left to say

Paralyzed by inhibitions
And indecisions
What once was a release
Is now a prison

That called inside of me
From fountains of expression