Broken

Broken minds delighted to see what will become Broken hearts excited to finally see the sun The necklace of recollection hangs on every soul Freezing all our attempts to let our spirits flow Broken signs that point to the bed above the clouds But broken legs decide that the journey turns to doubt The hidden eye inside us can see the path of light But without a fast incentive we cut off all our sight The wristwatch of lost illusion strangles every dream The time has turned against us with no time to redeem The bracelet of insecurity reflects our struggling race The shinier the bracelet becomes, the happier our face Broken, bolted doors that used to set us free Now broken doors and decay are all that we can see The little key is now forgotten, lying in our minds That fast incentive is still nowhere and there’s nothing left that shines Broken sleep has taken our minds and killed our little hearts And the broken rope within our hands tells us to depart The final hour parts way to visions of what we used to love Our shackles finally break and our eyes see what’s above Broken minds delighted to see what will become Broken hearts excited to finally see the sun The doors of recollection forgive the dying days Warming all our reasons to redeem our empty ways