Reflection — Tool

I have come curiously close to the end, though Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole, Defeated I conceded (?) Move closer

Let Me / I May

Let Me / I May

Coming for me

It's calling me...

And in my darkest moment, feeble and weeping The moon tells me a secret, a confidant As full and bright as I am This light is not my own and Familiar light reflections pass over me The source is the light and endless sheen The source that makes the hole black Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting

And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt You wanna peer down here survey my narcissism I must crucify the ego before it's far too late I pray the light lifts me out Before I [hide / pine] away.

So crucify the ego, before it's far too late And leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical And you will come to find that we are all one mind Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable So let the light touch you so that the words spill through And let the past break through bringing out our hope and reason Before we [hide / pine] away.