You're not who you say you are
There's something strange about the way you stare
The pain's so far behind us now
We've given it up still we don't know how
Is this goodbye now?
Is this not quite what you had dreamed?
When I looked in the shadows all I could see
Was the fading light of my unfinished dreams
How have I come so far too till feel so far away?
"Is there another face?"
So, I try not to listen to their stifled screams
The reflections tend to be now what they seem
Maybe I'll just forget and hope they all die away...
"Is there another face?"
The pain hits like an opiate
My past just slips away in a haze, frame by frame
Is this really all that's left of me
I pick up the pieces, still I can't see
"Who will survive now?"
And I'm not sure how they all fit
When I looked in the shadows all I could see
Was the fading light of my unfinished dreams
How have I come so far too till feel so far away?
"Is there another face?"
So, I try not to listen to their stifled screams
The reflections tend to be now what they seem
Maybe I'll just forget and hope they all die away...
"Is there another face?"
In asking ourselves questions to which the answers may surprises
In multiple iterations come revelations that may bind us
The consequence follow us to the end of time
Thought it may be a bit confusing
Which sin is yours, and which is mine
Waiting, on the edge of a storm
All the signs point to nothing
They won't carry us home
Waiting, on the edge of a storm
All the signs point to nothing
They won't carry us home
Waiting, in the edge of a storm
And the tempest is coming
And we'll face it alone
Waiting, on the edge of a storm
All the signs point to nothing
They won't carry us home