Waves of reality wash over me
I'm feeling the push and the pull of what could be
Cause and effect, eventuality
Dreams of tomorrow, drifting away on the sea
With no direction
Left to what will be
Nothing can change, except our perception
So who cares if we're dying in perfect harmony
When the song that we sing is so sweet
Bathing in mockery, waiting
For some disease to take a hold of me
Corrupt files, broken codes, forgotten ways
Information fades like yesterday
Old photographs, documents, nothing stays
Everything decays
Except our ambition
So who cares if we're dying in perfect harmony
Instrumental
These are but my thoughts and ideas (thoughts and ideas)
hopes and fears (hopes and fears)
And they will pass like clouds in the sky
So who cares if we're dying in perfect harmony
When the song that we sing is so sweet
Instrumental until end
