Thoughts On Seneca

You
You

A cup was found, full of sand
Oceans of apologies, well here's another failed attempt
The innocent asked, "Why the dissent?"
They held up a lamp for those who stumbled on their ego trip

Where your heart is, there you'll be
You were searching for your weakest link
You, it was always you
You, it was always you

You
You

Ran out of town and ran out of truth
Had everyone around convinced that you were putting down some roots
Oh say can you see? But how can you say
That the moment of your tragedy was an illusion that you made up along the way?

Where your heart is, there you'll be
You were searching for your weakest link
You, it was always you
You, it was always you

You
You
You
You
You
You
You

Where your heart is, there you'll be
You were searching for your weakest link
You, it was always you
You, it was always you
You, it was always you
You, it was always you