I could stay here forever
A prisoner of my own ways
Blurred lights on the river bed
Vague memories visiting
Strings bending through eternity

Waiting kills the moment
The moment is crucial
It captures the feeling
But the feeling is trapped, so
Waiting kills the moment

A copper-colored potion
Sitting on the floor
Waiting for me to take a chance
To take a step
So I step into vertigo

I lose more than I get
I'm trying to fit in
But the passion inside me
Is ripping my efforts apart, so
I lose more than I get