In night comes the calling through smooth and is followed
Of quantaire of visions and hasty decisions
And lives that are broken from east and from west and I
Can't grope make it all of the ins and the outs
Of a world that keeps spinning while the no one is winning
The wars that we wage on the battlefield of your mind
I sat down with myself and I sort through my mind
And it happens all the time
The congress and in roads the chased and the progress
The lost and the dreaming theatrical leanings
And millions of best friends you never knew you had
The good times that you feel you can't take them with you
So stick out that neck to get chopped on the block
And you cash in your refund for recycled cans and can'ts
I sat down with myself and I sort through my mind
And it happens all the time
Cause you're using and kind and thoughts didn't follow, follow so
Do you think we're going?
And the deeper we're going x3
I sat down with myself and I sort through my mind
And it happens all the time
Do you drank unkind? and thoughts didn't follow, follow so
Do you think we're going?
And the deeper we're going x2