Hunting For Existence

Tripping with his head in the clouds

Waiting for everything to pass him by

Wondering if there's more to life

Than all these failed attempts to fly

Deep in his heart adventure grows

Somewhere built of dreams and hope

A hidden cache of love

That only he seems to know

Taking a breath from yesterday

So he can stay in the race

To catch a fleeting tomorrow

Making due with his current chase

A falling star made of courage and sorrow

Someday he will lose himself

The sight of the target

Will fade from his eyes

A hunter made to forget his prey

Living in the silhouettes of windows

Yearning to be found in the light

Of some final, solitary day