Of Dark Roads and Oblivion

This place feels familiar
We've both been here before.
Question is when not why
Do I feel like this now?

How do we get back to the place we were before?
How do we fine the road to happiness,
To that place waiting for us?
Or is there no such place?

Here might be greener
More blue
Yet it's dangerous to stay
How can we leave when we don't now where to go?

How do we get back to the place we were before?
How do we find the road to happiness,
To that place waiting for us?
Or is there such a place?

The momentary bliss is fleeting
Giving way to depression
The darknness settles
Where do we get directions from here?

How do we get to the place we were before?
How do we find the road to happiness,
To that place waiting for us?
Or is there no such place?

Of absolute certainty we're sure of nothing.
Nothing exists in oblivion
I don't think that's where we're headed
But in this world how can we be sure of anything?

How do we get back to the place we were before?
How do we find that road to happiness,
To that place, waiting for us?
How do we find ourselves in oblivion?