Beauty is but a visual in fantasy Mistakes are only real when you slip out of it Beauty is but a visual in fantasy Mistakes are only real when you become the mess Fall back on the cloud, man when there's nothing left to do And there's not a single thought in the cross-hairs of your mind Stop shouting from a mountain Maybe sing a tune from within you We've gotta move to the meadows from the mire
This is a view from outer tunnel-vision I'm holding position This is a view from outer tunnel-vision
Now let go of your senses and let go of your time We already know the message is gold Can't we lighten the stride? No reflection shows the dark on our side We already know the message is gold Can't we lighten the stride?
Beauty is but a visual in fantasy Mistakes are only real when you slip out of it Beauty is but a visual in fantasy Mistakes are only real when you become the mess
Now let go of your senses and let go of your time We already know the message is gold Can't we lighten the stride? No reflection shows the dark on our side We already know the fucking message is gold So let's lighten the stride
You can follow with me Or keep walking against me It doesn't fucking matter, because I tried You can follow with me Or keep walking against me It doesn't make a goddamn difference
Now let go of your senses and let go of your time We already know the message is gold Can't we lighten the stride? No reflection shows the dark on our side We already know the message is gold Can't we lighten the stride?
This is a view from outer tunnel-vision I'm holding position This is a view from outer tunnel-vision