And the clock on the wall digs a grave for us all
As it steals from our lives, we blink and it's gone
See the screen and the crawl, watch the world turn to war
But I'm safe in this hole, if I do what I'm told
I need relief from this grief
I see signs bleed on the street
At times I dream of a past not my own
And the scenes play out fast, as I watch them unfold
The P.O.V. that I see within the screen
The mirror's reflection looking back resembles me
Though I know when I wake I will let go
Of the sights that I've seen and the feeling of control
In passing glances, instinct begs us...
Take some chances, gain some answers
So I'm told that our future's bought and sold
As you read between the leads through a veiled confessional
In weeks I sleep, sharing verse with quiet walls
And they days that I dream, a response I can't recall
Though I know when I wake I will let go
Of the sights that I have seen and the feeling of control
In passing glances, instinct begs us...
Take some chances, gain some answers