The Soul Knows

Where did all the sunny days go? I feel my Soul tell me it knows Howbeit I’m constantly chasing shadows Through bravado and deepening sorrows Endlessly I hear life's soprano Though it sounds empty and disturbingly hollow. My Soul tells me which rainbow to follow Daily however, I live in this empty burrow Not listening to you tell me which way to go For I am lost in the depths of my restless mind Mine eyes are blind as I push you behind. This is the life I created with strife Running away and bitterness rife These are the times I chased after to find The challenges constantly here in my life And I hear you speak to me in the night For I feel a trembling and I see the light But I question is this even right? How do I know you my Soul knows? When I have been playing this Comedy Show. How I live my life the same everyday Look at the people around me I say They also travel over shameful and blame Nothing much changes This is no hall of fame. Spinning on wheels of empty emotion Trudging and turning over spills of devotion For should I let be all this tribulation What will I do, if I listen to you?