Why do people try to steal the moment
When my perception is what really matters
I can't think for myself
Somebody must do it for me
I can't get into that reality
Stress I feel on me everyday
Can't relax, can't control my anxiety
It's hard to face the truth
I'm afraid of my inner self
Can't be who I really am

Searching for the one, the one who is to come
Will it ever happen for me?
Waiting is like staring into the deceitful winter sun
The endless lonely journey that clings to a merciless hope

I believe the moment will come
I have to believe it will happen
I believe the moment will come

Will there ever be a point that I will just give up?
Am I to walk the beaten path without questioning my fate?
If I ever get there I may not even know it
A myriad of thoughts, a plethora of forgotten dreams

The never ending search for truth...
A nameless face in a sea of unsurmounting falsities...
I must trudge the weathered path

Why does no one question
The aspects of our reality
Yet place such a heavy value
On knowledge they do not have

Tear down the facade of infallibility
Sentient, indeed, but imperfect man
Can only create imperfect works
Thus even a book can be wrong

I have little faith in the religion of man
Repetition and rote, does not salvation create
Bright and clear I must open my mind
To unlock the manacles of tradition

Why do they fall into roles
Society insists they must enact from birth
Deviation is termed as abnormal
By those who are afraid to live

I have little faith in the ways of man
As faulty creatures we are at best
What is the difference between them and me?
My views and dreams, at least I can feel

(Instrumental)

Like a circle, the morning sun begins and ends
From the sight of it, I hold back always waiting
Every aspect, every possible point of view you can fathom

My unavoidable destiny
The human idiosyncrasy
It is exigent that I must deviate
From this fear of unimaginable pain

At the crossroads I seem to take wrong turns
Perfect hindsight reveals the true route
If I can learn from the past
Can I become the individual I aspire to be?

Like a circle, the morning sun begins and ends
From the sight of it, I hold back always waiting
I can continue to put off life
But how long will it wait for me?

Something pure
If left undisturbed
But is it made of stone or sand?
Can it last forever?
If it falls away
Will I even understand?

Things are said
To open the cracks
And begin the decay
Misunderstandings shatter
It to dust, gone, fallen away

It's hard to see eye to eye
When paths never cross
There's nothing left to rebuild
This love forever lost

Have you ever felt alone in a crowd?
Voices all around but you didn't hear a sound
Sometimes I get lost in my mind
My thoughts are my only friends
This world filled with loveless souls
All emotions are only pretend
Two-faces are all I see
Is there any other way?
Is it me against the world?

I wonder what it's like
To feel truly fulfilled
I wonder what it's like
To feel you're needed
I cry out all my pain
But my echo just laughs at me
I'm the outcast
The lone fool
I can't laugh because the joke is on me

But I pray better days will come
When I can truly connect with someone
And break this deadened shell
For now I hope and wait for that day

People tell me
Always smile
Ignore what you feel inside
Deception
Their way of life
But I cannot lie to myself

I know this won't be forever
Real love I know you're out there
So please remember me
I'll be here waiting for you

I move on as if something keeps pulling me forward
I don't want to go too far for fear of not wanting to return
One eye looking forward, the other looking back

I wander from the external world
An impressionable soul in an inherent spectacle
A minuscule player in a monstrous entity

I stare at the palatial displays
Yearning to be a part of it
If I could fly, I would fly the infinite heavens
If I could paint, I would paint the endless skies
I take the natural steps to my destiny

The strive for immortality is awakened by thoughts of reality
For what seems like days, turns out to be only minutes
The pleasure of the soul is only an arm's length away

Turning my back to the breeze
I lift my feet off the ground and I soar

With no apparent reason
I am looking for direction
For something real

In the distance on the horizon
I see the cloud it draws near

And all at once I'm surrounded
By the fear of what can never be
Why am I made to suffer

In the darkness I search for you
Groping through an eternal mist
In the daylight I have no self-control
Over wanderings in my head

I found the room
You're crying

In the darkness we found a new
Place with fear put aside
In the daylight I remember
Things I could not see at night