My mind doesn’t listen to its heart anymore

My mind doesn’t listen to its heart anymore
Whom do I turn to? Whose support do I seek?
I see a foggy, murky ray somewhere in there
Oh how, tell me how do I grab? When all I can do is just peek

What do I do? My mind doesn’t listen to its heart anymore…..

My mind is an arroyo, Oh wait it is a crag
No I think it is a treacherous cave, or maybe it’s a cavernous bag
Is it the fiend’s hand or the divine voice?
It makes me ponder, it leaves me no choice

What do I do? My mind doesn’t listen to its heart anymore…..

Is there anyone who has seen its face? Enchanting, illusory, astute or benign?
Is there anything else more existent in this world, Of course not, see how it answers all questions mine
It is like an ant carrying a heavy rock
A frayed cloth shielding a marble stock

What do I do? My mind doesn’t listen to its heart anymore…..

I try to talk, I try to fight,
I cry to it so that it gives me some sight
But, after all, my mind is a mirror! What is right is left and what is left is right
The more I struggle; I realize I will lose might

My mind doesn’t listen to its heart anymore
It will someday, when it has no choice
I wait, I linger, I chose to ignore
So what if my mind doesn’t listen to its heart anymore?