Destination Nowhere

Destination Nowhere:

Cosmic happenstance makes perfect sense, makes perfect sense
Innocent hypocrisies are our only crimes for being we
Apocalyptic diaries of what once was and will never be
We are merely prisoners of our own sanity

We
Are drifting along in the

Sea
With no destination

Illusionary fantasies of our ancestries of our history
Psychedelic journeys from our minds to distant galaxies
Riding this vessel home, lost in space we're all alone
We are merely prisoners of our own sanity

We
Are just drifting along in the

Sea
With no destination

Destination nowhere is where were going
Destination nowhere is where were going
Destination nowhere is where were going
Destination nowhere is where were going