[Part first: awakening]
Daybreak:
A September sun emerges through clouds
Chasing across the sky
Thoughts are evoked behind detached eyes
But people are just passing by
With smiles for protection
Unable to see behind the creature
That he seems to be
Once he was a child with burning desires
With hopes and dreams of what was to come
So he's lost some faith but still there are fires
Deep inside that he must drench to numb
If we could try
To share some of his wounds just for a while
But we're all just people passing by
Midday:
He's searching through crowds
For one that is gone
Rejecting the facts
One more day
Talking too loud to silence the glow
Coldness becoming his way
Empathy can't reach through all that blame
Smiles now forgotten, locked in their frames
Now he's counting time
In beggings and bottles
Fading away beneath old news
So he lost a war
"Will I be dead very long?"
He can still hear his voice
Through the coldness
If we could try to ease some of his pain just for a while
But we're all just people passing by
[Part second: memorials]
(Instrumental)
[Part last: nightfall]
Once he was strong and filled with visions
With life ahead he set his aims
Then things went wrong
Now his ambitions have turned to smiles
Conserved in frames
Still could be strong
Could be a prophet
He would teach truth to every man
He'd see the light through every shadow
But Entropia denies he can
He's sitting numb while dusk is falling
Alone he whispers his "goodnight"
Turning away, when sleep is calling
From all the people passing by