I'm spiraling out of control, so you illuminate a clean slate
You're lifting the weight that's diluting inspiration
I woke with the sun in my face
I make my way through a barren landscape, littered with remains of past lives and shadows of the scavengers
World passing by, leaving traces of shapes, blurring into memory, dreaming of terrain that sustains
I wake up
Wake up
I'm lying parallel with the landscape
There will always be a void to be filled
Illuminate a clean slate
Keep lifting the weight that is diluting inspiration
There will always be a void with no permanent fix shifting of puzzle pieces to simulate a whole
World passing by, leaving traces of shapes, blurring into memory, dreaming of terrain that sustains
I wake up (wake up) to a world that's unfamiliar
We leave and then we go back like we never left home (like we never left)
We go back like we never left home (left home)
When will we wake the f*** up?
Parallel with the landscape I lie awake with diminishing desire to always seek escape from a home where I feel sound and safe
World passing by, leaving traces of shapes, blurring into memory, dreaming of terrain that sustains
I wake up
Wake up
When will we all wake up?
Diminished desire to alway seek escape to a world that's unfamiliar
We leave and then we go back like we never left home (like we never left)
We go back like we never left
You're lifting the weight that's diluting inspiration
I woke with the sun in my face
I make my way through a barren landscape, littered with remains of past lives and shadows of the scavengers
World passing by, leaving traces of shapes, blurring into memory, dreaming of terrain that sustains
I wake up
Wake up
I'm lying parallel with the landscape
There will always be a void to be filled
Illuminate a clean slate
Keep lifting the weight that is diluting inspiration
There will always be a void with no permanent fix shifting of puzzle pieces to simulate a whole
World passing by, leaving traces of shapes, blurring into memory, dreaming of terrain that sustains
I wake up (wake up) to a world that's unfamiliar
We leave and then we go back like we never left home (like we never left)
We go back like we never left home (left home)
When will we wake the f*** up?
Parallel with the landscape I lie awake with diminishing desire to always seek escape from a home where I feel sound and safe
World passing by, leaving traces of shapes, blurring into memory, dreaming of terrain that sustains
I wake up
Wake up
When will we all wake up?
Diminished desire to alway seek escape to a world that's unfamiliar
We leave and then we go back like we never left home (like we never left)
We go back like we never left