"Panacea" ©2006 rob salzer
It's concrete
It's trees
The smoke in the breeze
It's laughter
It's pain
They're one and the same
And it's hard to belive
How the truth is perceived
Barely even recognized
When it is it offends
Those who can't comprehend
And settle for misguided lies
There's Tranquility in what it is you seek
And it doesn't have a price
It comes not from fables, fear or pious guidance
It flows through us all
Through the vast and the small
The coalescent medium
We strive to obtain
The ethereal plane
This boundless journey just begun
There's tranquility in what it is you seek
And it doesn't have a price
It comes not from fables, fear or pious guidance
