His world is in fast forward But he keeps one finger balanced over pause A lifetime in an instant But he never seems to notice anymore Years of Isolation Loneliness he cannot understand He holds on to his reason But it’s slipping through his grip like grains of sand
Staring round a vacant room Waiting for the night to end Watching as the world wakes up To a digital sunrise
His world is disconnected Analysed with every move he makes A mind being overloaded Senseless static, asleep but wide awak Filtered through his memories Pieced together pictures from the past And falling all around him The silence shattering like glass
All his life spent waiting for the right time (please wake up) All his life spent waiting here alone All his life spent searching for a reason For all the times he waited for the lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
