Memento Mori

How soon will I die Is it a cycle or will the dark Cover me one day for good How far are those hills And what's on the other side What is the difference between "want" and "should" Where is the light, where is the light I find the perfect force Of will to crystallize Inside me: Amber, obsidian I look out the window Orange leaves blow sideways Under street lamps in the wind Every detail carved into me Like glass etchings Ecstatic stillness so full Of the strangeness of everything Every detail carved into me Like glass etchings Ecstatic stillness so full Of the strangeness of everything Where is the light, where is the light?