Born to the glare of the senses
Spoon-fed reality infused
A new inherent
passive contentment
you are so easily amusedHere and now we
are gone in a heartbeat
a dream in the
passage of time
chances are fading
this world isn't waiting
the moment is passing you byQuestions lie beneath the surface
the fools are fooled once againBenign coincidence
we stole our existence
and gladly cast it to the windHere and now we
are gone in a heartbeat
a dream in the
passage of time
chances are fading
this world isn't waiting
the moment is passing you bySlowly spinning on the wind back homeNo future, no warning
Songwriters
CAVANAGH, DANIEL / CAVANAGH, VINCENT / DOUGLAS, JOHN JAMES / SMITH, KEITH LESLIE / PYBUS, DAVID JOHNPublished by
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