Pt II: Never Pass Away With the slip of hand and a boombox I am the man with a plan and the drum drops Going off to a place that I never knew I don't mind doin' time goin' solo All I know is there's so much I don't know I'm just lookin' for something to fall into I'm in control of having no control Drudgery days I had to let them go And seek to find some peace in my mind and not look behind..
But there's a road in the blazing sun There's a flow that I can't outrun I've got to find my life my way To a world that will never pass away
In the heat of the day pushin' midnight I got nothing to say that's a sound byte Life's too short for a bottom line I don't want a cliche or a peep show Say what you gotta say and then let's go The world is waiting on the other side There was a way I lived in humble pride Everyday in spiritual genocide The desert sand the days of the damned left holes in my hand..
But there's a road in the blazing sun There's a flow that I can't outrun I've got to find the truth my way To a world that will never pass away
The bottom drops out and you're nowhere, nowhere to be found Lost in the tide of the other side in the city of the sound It didn't take long to change you promised son to a re-run But truth never dies so lift your eyes forward to the...forward to the sun
Pt III: Loosing Your Soul Live like a face card hangin' in the window You're a big band blastin' on the 4th of July You got the babe Nazi - got the paparazzi You can tell them all to wait 'cause their rules don't apply.. let's fly!
Jesus you loved him once when you were little But you can't play second fiddle for some pie in the sky Now the nice kid's cigar is gettin' fatter But it doesn't really matter cause we're all gonna die And you lie - while gain the world's control You might be losing your soul
The Calendar kid and the thin Mad Hatter They all keep getting fatter from the seeds that you sow It's really all you; you tell them you're a family You're a racerembracer but it's all just a show So you lie - you might hit the highest goal But you're still losing your soul So you lie - while you gain the world's control You might be losing your soul
Pt IV: The Mystery Looking back you're reminded of the numerous losses The losses that you knew from a previous plauge In spite of the knowing and rather than growing You come up with excuses intentionally vague
With obvious lack of heartfelt care Stripped of all feeling emotionally bare You find yourself just standing there Trying to explain the mystery
Stagnant love of former generations Built on pretense and conditional love Your selfish soul feeds on past revelation Holding the mystery in history's glove
With obvious lack of heartfelt care Stripped of all feeling emotionally bare You find yourself just standing there Trying to explain the mystery
Pt V: Some Kind Of Yesterday Timeline leaves you blind No sense of depth or height Beyond you, you step into The raining rays of light
Some kind of yesterday Is calling you from world's away And I've come to let you know You can't get in without letting go Let this other life have control
Sunshine pours like wine You're standing at the door A silhouette it's like you've met But never known before
Some kind of yesterday Is calling you from world's away And I've come to let you know You can't get in without letting go Some kind of yesterday Is calling you from world's away The one you believed in then Whose love for you will never end He's calling you to rise, Rise Again!