歌词
Intervene, don't intervene. Running forwards, backwards.
The unseen remains unseen. Never seems to matter.
Right now, the pages begin to turn. Written out-of-bounds.
One look, the pieces of the mess begin to become a picture. Just...
What are you gonna do?
Reading now between the lines, and I'm fascinated.
Can't decide, I won't decide if it's real or nonsense.
Sometimes, perception begins to blur in my lonesome mind.
What now? The hands of time keep moving on, but my senses beg me to...
What are you gonna do?