Mesmerised by the arrow of time We find solace in a horizon of a million pixels This is an endless expanse of possibility Futures unseen behind a veil of screens So keep your eyes locked on 'em I've given up, so plunge me headlong into the fray Be my pain And the ocean will sweep us away Take my shame And let us drown beneath the calling of our age We wind our fingers through this vacancy A message blown in the wind Our voices call to rescind Our distant sins Help me to carry the weight of authenticity Help me to carry the weight of authenticity The ocean will sweep us away I've been seeking the source of my dependency Dredging the ocean of all of my infirmity Scratching at the walls of my morality Conspiring to break the best of me Surely matching the path to oblivion, I Can I keep wandering? Can I keep waiting here? Forever fearing the flaws of my humanities call To repeat Have you ever felt less authentic? Have you ever felt less certainty? Is the calling of the dawn of the end? Seeming as though it's reaching out to me