Lost Along the Way

A presence in disguise and I feel it in my fingertips
The colors like connections being drawn
Nothing feels the same
Nothing seems to change

(The ghosts of now and then tread upon me)
And I'll follow in the footsteps that you lead
(The ghosts of now and then tread upon me)
I'll follow in, I'll follow in, I'll follow

A presence in disguise
I've never felt so self assailable
Introspective projections of what I am
Nothing feels the same
Nothing seems to change

Felt the nails caress my skin and marveled at the weightlessness of all we know

The ghosts of now and then are sitting inside
Let's pretend that dreams are reality
Insight is tragedy

And I've foreseen these hollow bodied men standing before me
And I can't meet their gaze until I have become clean

The ghosts of now and then are sitting inside
Let's pretend that dreams are reality
Insight is tragedy

Wandering essence, always lingering; part of me you'll never see
Ghosts of now and then, tribe of faceless men, are all lost along the way



Credits
Writer(s): Colony Collapse
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