Testo di Snark

Here I stand again in chase Haunted by something I'm seeking blind and obsessed long ago Such a puzzle, such a dream – Am I chasing or am I the one who's hunted by someone? There's no clue – I'm wheeling long ago Tracking day and night, not tired, though Raising nightmares, growing fears Feeding hopes and seeding smiles – doesn't matter moods and wits Facing walls and shaking hands Still not knowing what is missing in this lack of sense, you bet Even my language doesn't shape what my head flashes and creates How can I conceive such a world within this storm? Its like I'm hunting the old snark... A sudden flame erupts in darkness Then two steps back towards nowhere For I was nowhere ever Even my language doesn't shape what my head flashes and creates How can I conceive such a world within this storm? Dreams, sounds, mind Uh... It's meaningless, I'm getting tired A whirl of images never matched A pretend reason leading track So whats the point? Should I just keep on going?