[Verse] Nostalgic winds collide when memories that subside Arrive to the mental plane as the present & I take sides A grasp on "What has happened?" is something that I'm entrapped in Captured with the caption: "Fear restricted all of your actions." Aptly sapping the pa**ion out Actively applying anguish And any drive that had languished was neither here nor near Is probably what you want to hear... Truth is My drive never drove away The gas mileage just went down Dreams still have a hold on me Soon images became sounds Elegant strings had prevalence Lead elegiac ambiance "Cinematic in Purpose" Imagination proposes "In due time." I tell him This is still antebellum Fear & Doubt stands in opposition Goal is veiling the small position On our family's totem pole It's end is one we don't control But we control when our life begins That's something I knew way back when Prophecy claimed, with focus on syllables, greatness entails Partly ignored professors to focus dreaming in full scale However, my desire and tactics proved to be fatal Time went by and my dichotomy faded Sitting on the transit, sitting in a trance with, fantasies of a new script that could change your world and mine The desire is still the same The style just has some years As I peer into my past The old vision becomes clear: Release therapy sessions in every line Reflection on chosen seconds, dissection of reason's mind Detailing on certain moments with compositions aligned The aim is not to be deep or make afflictions a sign That the sorrows of individuals do not compare to mine Still I hear Fear & Doubt sing... My contemplation? Forget devastation I'm going in with... [Imogen Heap] No Hesitation...