Cyclical, stuck inside a never ending rhyme
But youre comfortable, just another decomposing alibis
Sing yourself to sleep, count the days gone by
But outside of your walls passes real life
So heres a velvet covered brick, death comes to us all too quick
Heres your chance to live, but I heard you say….
Were heading nowhere
Its not close to them
Even horizons can fade
Hope says shes never a saint
theyre all waiting on a prayer
If were heading nowhere
Turbulence, am I causing you to think outside a cell for once
Just feel comfortable, dissolving years like no one else before
And I said, lead to where you are, lead your way through this
But fear and fail has made you its captive, its passive
So heres a velvet covered brick, death comes to us all too quick
Heres your chance to love, but I heard you scream!
Were heading nowhere
Its not close to them
Even horizons can fade
Hope says shes never a saint
theyre all waiting on a prayer
If were heading nowhere