A time of surplus, an age of unequal prosperity
When our obstacles disappear one by one (one by one) we create new
We dwell in the past, drowning in what we cannot change
Seeking redemption from ourselves
Repeating our doubts in an endless cycle
Seeking redemption from ourselves
A time of surplus
The only problem is where we go does not exist
The only problem is where we go does not exist
We travel through space and time
But going nowhere, ever stuck inside a loop
We seek refuge in shelters built by our own desperate hands
But they crumble and as the storm draws close
Sometimes we are at peace
We feel like the world is ours for the taking
Yet despair sets in as realization comes
That we are only prisoners in the eye of the storm
Separate from yourself, you are not your thoughts
Find strength in the present
The only moment that matters
You are not alone, thousand souls share cage
You are not alone (alone), some has broken out
Free from the chains of fear
Seek knowledge from those who came before
We travel through space and time
But going nowhere, ever stuck inside a loop
We seek refuge in shelters built by our own desperate hands
But they crumble and as the storm draws close
It creeps closer, it creeps closer
It falls
You live your life and your mind lives another
You live your life
It goes on, it's not your fault
You live your life