The Record

Out Of Site, Out Of MInd Look Inside, What Will You Find? Truer Words Were Never Spoken A Continuous Record Playing Broken This Man Suffers From Blissful Ignorance Blinded By His Cheap, Skin Deep Arrogance Vaguely Conscious To His Empty Heart Destined To Succeed By Falling Apart Moving Further Ahead Without A Thought Only To Slip Behind To A Soulless Spot For Like Experiences May Still Arise The Path Not Taken Leaves Unseen Skies For Only When The Records Skip May We See The True Colors Drip The Emotions That Were Never Found Leave A World Waiting, Just For A Sound A Sound For Which A Heart To Beat Raising The Tired Souls To Their Feet Slowly Watching As The Record Plays Quietly Waiting Out, This Endless Daze