We're condemned to how this stays,
Forever growing.
We'll never know
A simpler way.
We were told.
No abundance, just decay
Is what they're sowing.
We'll never know
Letting go
Was the real gold.
It's the broken way
We all decide...
The broken way...
We live this life.
Don't even wonder
How or why?
This broken way,
Will pass in time.
Even when we try to find
Our way through this old mire.
It's the breath we have to find.
Let this breath be your anchor.
I'm sure the anarchist would say
We had this coming...
Savage and insoluble
Days to come...
After all, we all get paid
To forget this knowing.
And we'll all receive
A holocaust of
Loss and woe.
It's the broken way
We all decide...
The broken way...
We live this life
Don't even wonder
How or Why?
This broken way
Will pass in time.
Even when we try to find
Our way through this old mire.
It's the breath we have to find.
Let this breath be your anchor.
Time. All this time.
We're just breaking the fall
Before we die.
Time. Just passing time.
We're breaking the fall
Before we die.
Even when we try to find
Our way through this old mire.
It's the breath we have to find
Let this breath be your anchor.
This will be your anchor.
This will be your anchor.
This will be your anchor.