Through ages past countless battles have raged without end.
From one the only path is to yet another, scientist, detective, protector, warrior.
The mind ever restless and floating the waves of the fabric of space & time.
But disruptive waves come from much closer to home & from all corners of the light but mostly the dark.
But I gotta be the man.
Dark weaving its way through every facet in ways previously unforeseen.
Fears of losing the grips held tight for so long drives all kinds of darkness out into the light.
Desire was for that of discovery. Intention to make a difference.
A destination that speeds away as you edge ever closer.
Evil plays, evil pays, evil helps evil, evil teams and evil schemes edging ever closer into the light.
But I gotta be the man.
Praised over perceived perfection while the fractures and flaws run deep.
Over five billion souls, none fully feel to be trusted but still to be saved.
Shoulders heavy with the weight of a thousand ships.
Weapons without hands are all surrounding.
Every step an obstacle. Every exit sealed.
But I gotta be the man.
Peace is forever and ever but one dream away.
To be free of the weight of the world and a spectator to it tearing itself apart.
Gradually ever more blinded at what could be achieved.
People pass by, unaware & oblivious, possessing eyes but vision impaired & limited.
Experiencing every nightmare known to man.
But I gotta be the man.
Deceptions are the new currency while truth is the new taboo.
Confusions and conflicts run so very deep and seemingly without end.
Some souls never to be sold despite the weight upon them of a neutron star.
Absence of help to help those being helped.
Dreaming to be in the place where they can leave him alone.
Amidst an ocean of people but a star adrift in the gulf between galaxies.
They wanna see him squirm, they wanna see his pain, they gotta see him crawl.
But I gotta be that man.
