The Loom - Eons lyrics

Traverse this corner, pulled by the bend Find ourselves clinging. Find ourselves shaken and hesitant We see our size. We see our place Glued to the souls that sustain us We see our shape. We see our speed Fixed on this gear as it grinds, digging a path over time Forward we are falling. Spinning, twisting, writhing Far off forces calling us closer, closer, closer Far off voices calling us, closer to forever As we begin to allow, leaving questions behind Aware and enlivened with our existence And yet we're still spinning, twisting, writhing Inside we stretch our spirits, out of touch we plug our ears With each convulsion against this glow, it slowly brightens Not to spite us, but to bring us to terms with the reality That we must pull ourselves It's only a matter of time we don't have A question of spending life we won't get back We're plunging anyways, we might as well go headfirst Instead of wasting eons defining who we serve