Down

Lost in learn, coming down is their instinct

Passing ways, passing ways on pain and red ink

The day is young, with the sun staring at me

I contemplate the ways in which you see

Time is pressed, don't look now, where we have our test

To the pressure of compared to unrest

Understand, understand my reasons

Take control, the change in seasons

What lies now, turn and bow

Make your move, going down

Here they stand, all alone

From the one, that brings us down

Time again, time again we falter

Under skin, by the skin, no matter

Justify, justify our weakness

Coming down...

They sit and pray for the turn to the innocent

Shouting praise to the one they figures it

Within their minds, and within their hearts

They are chained, to this down

What lies now, turn and bow

Make your move, going down

Here they stand, all alone

From the one, that brings us down