A wire wrappers dream,
seems the plan was Supreme
in path way of choices blinded by sight
the artist didn't see the Light
when the Mother called late that night
his attention span was traveling through space and time,
fighting Demons for those who gave up fight,
but why was it worth the sacrifice?
Why wasn't she worth that time?
She used to hold more weight in those spaces of life,
Does he know that moment pushed the line?
Finally feeling the weight of the grind,
became too much for his state of mind

Da da,
Da da,
Da da,
Da

You made a promise to the Divine to stay straight and in line and, all the sudden it,
Wasn't

Now what?
How many second chances?
What is the breaking point of the cast over shadow that keeps stealing your light?
The Angels showed up every morning, and came back full force every night
Never breaking stride on the moments your eager to hide,
You try and find your disguise and the plain as day face shines
Shines bright

Da da,
Da da,
Da da,
Da

Is this what you say it is,
is this what you see
is this what you claim to know
or what you claim to BE

Within a half a click of a seconds time the wall clock holds space to constantly remind
US of what we came here to SEE
US, of what we are destined to dream,
US, of, everything
Like,
Da da,
Da da,
Da da,
Da

Is this what you say it is,
is this what you see
is this what you claim to know
or what you claim to BE