Broken stares of memories that never were
To me it all seems like a blur
Picking up the pieces of a forgotten lie
In an empty room with no alibi
Station to station time to take a break
From this life that I can no longer fake
Spiral spinning backward through all time
Giving reason to a world without rhyme
Eyes wide - staring into the abyss
Of a world that isn't too different from this
A spectre of what might have been
Cascading through a stream of original sin
Station to station time to take a break
From this life that I can no longer fake
Spiral spinning backward through all time
Giving reason to a world without rhyme