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