How does it feel to know that your strength is not your own? In yourself is all you have found Is all you have, the deafening sound Redefines the false you feel, the only thing you think is real I can't tell you the truth Nothing you haven't heard before For so long running along It's the same old song Broken records Forcing ways Wake beside the unfamiliar face Discomfort is masked by the morning rays For so long running along It's the same old song Broken records Our years Our years of sharing the swarm Inconsistent embrace We weather the storm In these moments of the sun I'm left malcontent On the day of the eclipse I will make the amends Our years of sharing the swarm Inconsistent embrace We weather the storm In these moments of the sun I'm left malcontent On the day of the eclipse I will make the amends