Running 'round in circles Never really moving Waiting for a miracle To give us cultivation Up and down the spiral Drifting back and forth Avoiding the perimeter At the edge of awareness
We're placing Darwin under question Yet we don't even know who we are We're rising to the occasion And think we're the one called God
In and out of focus Perspective gets twisted Looking from the inside Dying to be let out
We disagree with the truth We deny the matter of course We are parasites in bloom We are feasting on our host
In our prayers we ask for understanding We get a glimpse of what's to come In our clouds there's no more silver lining It's turned to black and hides the sunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
