Tidal

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[01:57.96]Awake, unfazed

Morning light tells of the dawning day

[02:01.52]Just like any other day

[02:03.88]Brush off sleep's touch

[02:04.97]Clear midnight's haze

[02:05.82]There's nothing extraordinary here

A flaccid world, unfit, unclear

[02:10.46]Desperate for something more

[02:11.93]Something more than getting by

Empty faces on the sidewalk

Listless and limping to a lie

Of a bright and pleasant future

Of a blue and cloudless sky

A phantom whisper sounds deceiving

It brings with it the question "why?"

We work until we are unable

Then locked away until we die

[04:56.50]But then it happened

[04:59.95]Everything changed in but an instant

[05:04.75]A violent burst of brilliant colour

[05:08.77][05:12.49][05:16.51][05:20.44]Somehow close and somehow distant

From a whisper

(To a scream)

To a hoarse, distorted laugh

There is no hope of restitution

There is no ever going back

In dreamless sleep

One ponders death

Hold back the fleeting final breath

Knuckle white, slipping grip

Jaw clenched tight, and quivering lip

This cannot happen

This cannot be

Escape a life of anonymity

To be a drop into the sea

A drop into the sea

[04:10.46]Whose ripple turns to tidal wave

That sweeps the shores it once forgave

[04:36.45]But crashing down upon the shore

The sea is silent evermore

A morning light tells of the dawning day

A flaccid life, unfit, unclear

There's got to be something more than this

It sounds so deceiving

[02:29.07]Begging the question "why?"

[02:41.94]Why do we work until we are unable?

[02:49.67]Why do we work until we die?

Why, why, why do we work

Drop into the sea

And sweeps the shores it once forgave

[05:24.92]The sun, the moon, the Earth

[05:27.85]Conversed and agreed

[05:32.97]The people of the world must pay for its atrophy

The sea is silenced evermore

Evermore

(What unknown face now breaks the silence?

What tipping force disturbs the balance?

Swift and sober comes a voice, offering a bitter choice)