| Lyrics: | To stand the test of time,
to stand alone.
To be without the glue,
that keeps us
glued together.
And feeling so excrementable.
It only goes to show you,
how many ways
you don’t know you.
When the bad sets in,
I could use some sleep.
Resting,
falling,
falling deeper than deep.
We miss the point to carry on,
we miss the
point.
To carry on where.
Things you love but did not get.
And all the times
you’ve been upset by,
unfulfilled dreams and visions,
and the guilt for your wrong
decisions.
It’s so hard to pry away.
Pry out from under all the
lies,
and distractions of the world,
You’ve seen what they can do,
but you
can’t see your way out.
We miss the point to carry on.
All thing fall
through.
That how it feels, when you hear the sound of disappointment.
So
unsatisfied,
when the sight's set higher.
Some can’t achieve, don’t
believe,
there is light at the end at all.
There’s no light.
Time
to reach out for what’s real,
it’s easy to miss, insist,
that you
shouldn’t always follow the first thing you feel |
