And, with the past erased, it seems okay to embrace the trouble by my side.
Unholy and strange to think I'm good enough, and I can't shake it.
Somehow, I can't speak so loud of the change that's coming, it's bigger than I've known.
Oh, How I feel the tension grow in the ones I know!
With every display of all that's insincere, it's understood it's all in the way a single act defies an explanation.
Do you believe that any praise sustained is sacred to the grave, or moments being stronger willed by the love refrained?
When I look away from the company I keep...
While there is hope (I know that will never fade), I'm expecting straight away that it may cease to be without a word to say, but the feeling stays....
Good all for a spell before I'm falling ill for losing sight of knowing the score between what's sentiment and recreation.
And you believe in every feeling had, but, tell me, am I wrong to feel that I just don't belong where the time has gone?
When I look away from the company I keep...
What I want I know is so out of sight from what I have to find.
So, instead of laying claim, I lay confident eyes on the summer sky.
Oh, how the moments given away prey on the one who couldn't be saved!
Unholy and strange to think I'm good enough, and I can't shake it.
Somehow, I can't speak so loud of the change that's coming, it's bigger than I've known.
Oh, How I feel the tension grow in the ones I know!
With every display of all that's insincere, it's understood it's all in the way a single act defies an explanation.
Do you believe that any praise sustained is sacred to the grave, or moments being stronger willed by the love refrained?
When I look away from the company I keep...
While there is hope (I know that will never fade), I'm expecting straight away that it may cease to be without a word to say, but the feeling stays....
Good all for a spell before I'm falling ill for losing sight of knowing the score between what's sentiment and recreation.
And you believe in every feeling had, but, tell me, am I wrong to feel that I just don't belong where the time has gone?
When I look away from the company I keep...
What I want I know is so out of sight from what I have to find.
So, instead of laying claim, I lay confident eyes on the summer sky.
Oh, how the moments given away prey on the one who couldn't be saved!