Woorden: Quicksand. Slip. Unfulfilled.

To stand the test of time, to stand alone
To be without the glue that keeps us glued together
And feeling so excrement able
It only goes to show you

How many ways you don?t know you
When the bad sets in
I could use some sleep, resting, falling
Falling deeper than deep

We miss the point to carry on, we miss the point
To carry on where things you love but did not get
And all the times you?ve been upset by, unfulfilled dreams and visions
And the guilt for your wrong decisions

It?s so hard to pry away, pry out from under all the lies
And distractions of the world
You?ve seen what they can do
But you can?t see your way out

We miss the point to carry on, all thing fall through
That how it feels, when you hear the sound of disappointment
So unsatisfied, when the sight's set higher
Some can?t achieve, don?t believe, there is light at the end at all

There?s no light
Time to reach out for what?s real
It?s easy to miss, insist
That you shouldn?t always follow the first thing you feel