Testo My Credence

A frantic quest for all today
Another attempt to win an amorphous fate
They claim to know the way
But somehow they seem to be as lost as I have been...

Pre-chorus:

It is time to wake up, time to stop the chase. And if you cannot hear yourself speak out loud --
Do it with your heart.

Chorus:

Learning how to recompose the words,
I try to concoct and annex a real thought
To the vastness of truth.

Falling through time lost and confused
The prelude to agony
I sought sweet water in the sea
To cup it in my hands, my own reality
And now I stand pacific and calm
Finding the answers inside
Pre-chorus and Chorus (x 2)