Racing to assemble what we need to pass the time
Oh you who look to windward have you seen a darker sky?
Taking on a gamble as we walk along the wall
And those who turn the wheel are standing waiting for the call
Living in the shadow of foreboding orange light
Creeping into focus as the day falls into night
Trying to fight the feeling that our luck's about to change
The steep side of the curve is quickly sliding out of range
Hold for a reason not to change my point of view
Stare at the ceiling as the false becomes the true
Try to remember what it takes to compromise
But looking to the East I get that sunlight in my eyes
A white whale is stranded on the beach inside the bay
A cargo plane has landed as the pale turns into grey
Harking to an era when my grandpa went to war
Now I'm lying on the couch and playing soldiers on the floor
Hold for a reason not to change my point of view
Stare at the ceiling as the false becomes the true
Try to remember what it takes to compromise
But looking to the East I get that sunlight in my eyes
Hold for a reason not to change my point of view
Stare at the ceiling as the false becomes the true
Try to remember not to break my piece of mind
But looking to the East I get that sunlight in my eyes