All objects have an aura Mental people discharge a glow Global spirits become real As human spirits are dissolved Within the limits of pertinence All life can be continued To crash and stain, betray and wane And constantly ridicule Somebody draw a line Some boundaries must be set Without the need to cross them Without any common sense Most of us don't understand why we're running all day We seem to think that this is the only way And through the years we find that we can't change a thing As we slowly become entrapped in this It seems that somebody else has chosen life for us It seems that somebody else has chosen life for us I must regain my power and reconsider my path This is the one that came after the storm This is the one that came after the storm