Not long ago, and yet the image is so vague    I hesitate to label it a memory    There was a show of local color and I felt astray    'Cuz I had nothing to offer but insufficiency       And you know that it’s a bitch    When you learn to scratch that itch    A blatant fallibility    Sooner to some, but eventually       All gets pointed in the same direction    While the human masses and their vague conceptions    Obliterate each other with impunity    And you wonder "what’s in this for me?"       To another abyss - to no avail    The search is bound to fail    To another abyss - to no avail    So long ago I set sail    And it chills me to the bone    That I’m so far away from home    To another abyss       So what should I do now?    What should I celebrate    Given finite means and a penchant to depreciate?    How can I still avow and depend upon a state    That cares nothing for my happiness, welfare or fate?       And I know I can’t explain    The commotion in my brain    Like a terrifying reality    Deconstructed but inadequately       All gets pointed in the same direction    While the human masses and their vain conceptions    Obliterate each other with impunity    And release the weight of history       To another abyss - to no avail    The search is bound to fail    To another abyss - to no avail    So long ago I set sail    And it chills me to the bone    That I’m so far away from home    To another abyss       (So long ago, I set sail    And I’m struggling on the way    And I’m waiting for the day (to another abyss)    And I’m looking for the way back home (to another abyss)    So far away (to another abyss)    So far away (to another abyss)    (to another abyss) So far away    (to another abyss)