[Verse]
Nostalgic winds collide when memories that subside
Arrive to the mental plane as the present & I take sides
A grasp on "What has happened?" is something that I'm entrapped in
Captured with the caption: "Fear restricted all of your actions."
Aptly sapping the passion out
Actively applying anguish
And any drive that had languished was neither here nor near
Is probably what you want to hear...
Truth is
My drive never drove away
The gas mileage just went down
Dreams still have a hold on me
Soon images became sounds
Elegant strings had prevalence
Lead elegiac ambiance
"Cinematic in Purpose"
Imagination proposes
"In due time." I tell him
This is still antebellum
Fear & Doubt stands in opposition
Goal is veiling the small position
On our family's totem pole
It's end is one we don't control
But we control when our life begins
That's something I knew way back when
Prophecy claimed, with focus on syllables, greatness entails
Partly ignored professors to focus dreaming in full scale
However, my desire and tactics proved to be fatal
Time went by and my dichotomy faded
Sitting on the transit, sitting in a trance with, fantasies of a new script that could change your world and mine
The desire is still the same
The style just has some years
As I peer into my past
The old vision becomes clear:
Release therapy sessions in every line
Reflection on chosen seconds, dissection of reason's mind
Detailing on certain moments with compositions aligned
The aim is not to be deep or make afflictions a sign
That the sorrows of individuals do not compare to mine
Still I hear Fear & Doubt sing...
My contemplation?
Forget devastation
I'm going in with...
[Imogen Heap]
No Hesitation...