A choice of incredulity, may I see some more?
Everything in this life has become the same
I live to escape the bounds of humanity, for the evening to come, to come and bring me with it
Show me a different world each day, an atlas of universal proportions; I cut the possession and leave behind
Daily hope - lately everything I want: everything I want is suspect
Crawling life down a heat-less duct, caught with my hands in my pockets, drag myself through the tunnel
On shear willpower alone; feast on the daily hope - I’m trying to see what lives inside

There is a kaleidoscope of emotion you keep alone to yourself.
Swallowed up in your own thoughts;
Your mind pressed against the wall of a million worries. I contain the prism to set things straight
But what is it that you don’t see in me to set you free?
What am I not that you wish I were?
Can you not find what you want in the man I am?
You’ve never justified me with a chance

So here I am, born inside the mirror. I extend my hand to touch your face, but draw it back to my pocket
Before I complete the thought. I just want to be the one you call your own, just to be your velvet friend.
I enlist myself in the army that marches up to meet you; your decision is so regal to me.
Send some heat down my duct: your name is my fire alone

Have you seen a young man’s breaking heart each time he looks into your eyes and sees nothing there for him?
Keep me from knowing the truth and beckoning will. I try and I plead, but what more need I do?
Can the time We spend together be nothing more than just that time together?

Everything I’ve known I’ve lost in this war. I send my love but it rebounds off an infinitely thick barrier.
Is there anyway to break free, into that heart, into your heart, into your life?

I announce to you alone this world I promise; until then I’ll sit alone. I’ll be here, waiting...