They Arrive

Another day has passed by
In endless monotony
The clock spins, round and round
Its hand reaches out to embrace me
The pointelessness inherent
The nothingness apparent

Prostrate in despair
Claim for interevation
In never ending naivety

Juxtapose the suffering
Invalidate intentions
Withdraw from reality

To prevent these acrid endings
To circumvent mistakes
To make up better choices
To wash away this pain
To fill oneself with hope
And long for brighter days
For feeling less alone
As life slowly fades

Into grey

The board is set
The moves are made
No one wins
At the non-zero game

The things we've done
Are carved in stone
Immovable a gift from the skies
They arrive

The board is set
The circle's drawn
A blessing in disguise

Stand as one (righ all wrongs)
Stand as one (light up the dark)

The board is set
The moves are made
No one wins
At the non-zero game

The things we've done
Are carved in stone
Immovable a gift from the skies

The cards are played
The odds, foreseen
The course now is set
And the house always wins

The things we'll do
Are carved in stone
Redefine the meaning of time
Reunite