Reckless Control

Destination by inclination

Musically inclined by that I become defined
Who's the puppet master, by strings my limbs intertwined
Body moving aimlessly while alone, I'm not divine
Alone I fall short yet to others I seem to shine
Lacking too much, I miss the picture, so in my shell I am blind

Become expressive while alone
Preferably in the night
Get to know me
I can show you we are the light

Tread in darkness,foreign waters
Still on my forged path I reside
Like Styrofoam sinking in water,
Power to prosper comes from inside

I am a witness to the strength of a man who's power is undefined
Shrouded in mystery, still I follow a man whose presence misses my eyes
Walking onward toward the locked door,
Within the key resides