Lyrics
When you’re all alone and life is coming at you fast,
lethargy is often known, it keeps your eyes downcast:
How is it that others can see what my eyes find not?
The open wound that keeps our blissful presence of mind caught:
It’s the same twelve links that bind us en masse / again and again,
Senses cannot tell us nought, alas / about where this began.
Craving just to be ourselves, we fight / to lasting love attain
blame it on the world around, in spite / our own wells we drain.
(…finding all of this out time and time again… x4)
A crimson whetstone’s not the grail and suffering’s worth naught.
You can set upon the trail of those who prefer not.
So put the jewels to the scale, ’cause just this need be taught:
you don’t have to identify with all train of thought.
It’s the same twelve links that bind us en masse / again and again,
Senses cannot tell us nought, alas / about where this began.
Craving just to be ourselves, we fight / to lasting love attain
blame it on the world around, in spite / our own wells we drain.
It’s the same twelve links that bind us en masse / again and again,
Senses cannot tell us nought, alas / about where this began.
Craving just to be ourselves, we fight / to lasting love attain
blame it on the world around, in spite / our own wells we drain.