Mesmerised by the arrow of time

We find solace in a horizon of a million pixels

This is an endless expanse of possibility

Futures unseen behind a veil of screens

So keep your eyes locked on 'em

I've given up, so plunge me headlong into the fray

Be my pain

And the ocean will sweep us away

Take my shame

And let us drown beneath the calling of our age

We wind our fingers through this vacancy

A message blown in the wind

Our voices call to rescind

Our distant sins

Help me to carry the weight of authenticity

Help me to carry the weight of authenticity

The ocean will sweep us away

I've been seeking the source of my dependency

Dredging the ocean of all of my infirmity

Scratching at the walls of my morality

Conspiring to break the best of me

Surely matching the path to oblivion, I

Can I keep wandering?

Can I keep waiting here?

Forever fearing the flaws of my humanity's call

To repeat

Have you ever felt less authentic?

Have you ever felt less certainty?

Is the calling of the dawn of the end

Seeming as though it's reaching out to me?