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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