I can be found
wander aimless around town

can't change the dealings I feel inside
the pictures that we paint are absent of a saint

carving sculpture writing books
mixing potions see what cooks

pushing brooms listen to the council spin
open up the cover and see what lies within

the daily grind it all mine
meaningless roles will shine

a great discovery of my own
will be the death of me because now its known

sheathed in darkness sneak out at night
no one to stop me no one to fight

some how you found me exactly where I'd be
now we will live our lives only to be free.

a hidden castle forbidden abode
a place to love a place to go

Now I know I'm my closest friend
I'm the means to my end