Meteorites

The science, the left hand, the cynic of my soul A safe grip, a smooth path, the ground on which I roam The right hand, a splendour, am I a man of god? Segregated from the hopeless common thought We venture through nature, oblivion, and awe Drowning in the fear that we can't escape this shore If we can't live together then we will die alone Separated from our only form of hope I wake unscathed and breathing My whereabouts unknown I wake unscathed and breathing My whereabouts unknown You bore such misery Then you gave it all to me What is your next bequest? Your vision's off, your misled delusions (Why am I not surprised?) And soon you'll see we're not the enemy (Why are you running?) (Why are you running? Why are you running? Why are you running?) (Why are you running? Why are you running? Why are you running?) (Why are you running? Why are you running?) (Why are you running? Why are you running? Why are you running?) Lavish in these words you may not understand Who could've predicted that this would be our bitter end Miracle occurred, the chance is sickly thin Between the bruises and contusions that rest on our skin We cleared the ocean deep, thrown downward from the sky But the sensation of a pull encourages the "why?" The walls are ripped apart, the fumes have met the flames And the resistance of the flooding wind keeps them at bay I hear cacophony, a clamour of a fear A fear that wracks somebody's every nerve beyond a tear The turbulence is fierce as it exacerbates And I begin to witness everything about my fate As all my senses fade, despite my own protest The tunnel vision in the corner of my eye defects My fingertips are numb, I cannot hear the blight And with this atrophy is a blinding absence of light Have I lost you in a world of danger? Have you forgotten me? Am I a stranger In a strange land, calling for a reason? Longing, forgiven, taking my last stand Have I lost you in a world of danger? Have you forgotten me? Am I a stranger In a strange land, calling for a reason? Longing, forgiven, taking my last stand Your vision's off, your misled delusions (Why am I not surprised?) And soon you'll see we're not the enemy Your vision's off, your misled delusions (delusions) (Why am I not surprised?) And soon you'll see we're not the enemy No, no, we're not the enemy Break my fall or risk it all I can see your ulterior motives breaking down the walls I can see the goodness feed you As the darkness envelops me I have no way of changing this trajectory Break my fall or risk it all I have no way of changing this trajectory