Waiting on the plan, looking At the sands Through an hour glass Watching time move, from a Place in our minds, as if Sucked from our lives Working for the morrow, Giving up the hour, in this Life as we see Wondering how we exist, in This promising mess that is Plaguing our souls
We're in the eye in search of Light The storm is calm, but now Will rise Eye of the storm, we know Will shine Of things to come, we hold Our own
Can you fell this unending Power? As it is end will always be Never telling to just what The cause Only liking to just what we Want in time Will you move to this Grinding course? Giving to just what's inside of us Pushing out all this trash we Have Going on till we meet our Final end
Eye of the storm, of things Yet unknown We see this sight somehow, Open to all that feel, give to This cause we do Never giving up what's true Looking back in our lives Who knows the things we'll Find Giving out what we can Looking back in our lives Who knows the things we'll Find Going on through the end...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
