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Everything and everyone is gone
In the aftermath of my free fall,
The world is a finite man made game
Devoid of color as it cools down

To sit in the waiting room
Fixated on the day that never came
The worlds a man made game

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Anticipate all that has to be, will be
Hands on the gate staring down the hall to the future
The only one i'd take
Rational or not the world slips under my fingers
Be it love or fear

Do you believe
In all your infinite forms
That it could really come?
Perfection you conceived, unable to bend
Did you really believe
That the earth circles the sun forever?
Wondering if or when

So here it is
The anti climatic nothing ridden end
That we felt but left ignored
Keeping faith stubbornly in this stupid locked in dead end fantasy
While the ship was slowly leaving

You can't stop time,
The more you try the more you're left behind
To be trampled by a crowd of your own successors
Chasing the things you once thought that you owned
While you're begging them
Wait for me
I challenged that which always will move as it moves
In it's universal truth

Cyclical
She'll fly forever
So far beyond that we may appear again

Best left future tense than to fail
As my window to the sky closes
I'll cling to the dream
So if i could just die while I
Still see the colors as it cools down

Before we shift our heads again
Clockwise to the next compromise
Arms extended, death-grip ready
Asking if or when
Begging if or when

Writer(s): Alex Weber, Matthew Clise, Matthew Rossa, Max Phelps

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