Still Marching

Wondering trough lenghts of time trying to find some peace of mind.
Searching high and searching low for answers delicate and fine.
Am i able to process, these answers when and if i find them?
Or wil i just march on along, oblivious of my findings?
Never knowing always searching, midnight marching midnight burning.
Not even deep down in my hart, oblivious of what i've got...
There is no time, i move with haste but in my ever trambling pace
Not able to process the Case, of what was there but's gone to waste.
Stil searching for these answers, seekin for the truth.
Going on till days end.. Never having found..
Of what is really important.... And what it's all about.....