Cutting it close
Waiting on those
Heroes to burn
This ancient prose
Comes from a time
When we had a lot to learn
Been so intertwined
It all used to shine
But now it has turned
Running in circles or running for the door are one and the same
Who's to blame
It used to be simple but then it got so hard, we lost our way
What a shame
The time we have taken is wasted time if we can't make this right
Make this right
Or we become the flame
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
What you fail to realize
Your intention to cut ties
Will result in pain
Keeping names inside your mouth
While you try to draw me out
Only draws disdain
Run in circles all you want
While you're running for the door
It is all the same
I've made mistakes
And you can relate
While attempting to fly
Let's not forget
That we're not at our best
And fall from the sky
We cut it close
But circles just won't
Fix what's inside