[Intro]
'Innocence and beauty, two separate characteristics, both of which share one common fear. That is the passing of time.'
[Verse 1]
I had never understood the profound effect
My past could have on me, until I stepped
Up
To the altar
Where I saw they wept for my innocence
But I didn't falter, I just kept composed
Nothing my own regret, was the only threat
Posed
I close
My eyes, and I drift
Forgetting this shit, my consciousness shifted
As I whispered songs of my past
Those ghosts gathered, assembling a cast
To my last and final scene
So when these memories fade fast, please
Remember, I could have been a contender
I could have penned a script for every dream
Though, the screams will never
Enhance
This stream of consciousness, when my theme
Is leaving everything to chance
Retrieving anything I can from my memory banks
In order to advance
It seems the only real answer
Is to stay in the dance
And keep moving (I'm making moves)
I keep moving (I'm making moves)
I keep moving (I'm making moves)
I keep moving (I'm making moves)
I keep moving
So the sleep becomes soothing
An antidote to the pain
Amnesia is my way of staying sane
When I'm playing a game of the memory
I take NMONIC as my name, and shame as my enemy
My nemesis
My foe
While I write my own genesis, so
That I might grow old knowing the truth
The basis of which
Is my own experiences
And not what I was told
Regarding my view
For just as long
As I
Need to
I'll be investigating
I'll be the sleuth
On the trail of the devious
You see, my mind plays tricks
I'm fucking serious
It seems the previous episodes start to blur
Mysteriously
It's like my memory prefer
To skip certain
Moments
In time
And, though, this won't work for the long term
For now
It's working fine
(It's working fine)
It's working fine
I keep moving (I'm making moves)
I keep moving (I'm making moves)
I keep moving (I'm making moves)
I keep moving (I'm making moves)
I keep moving (I'm making moves)
I keep moving (I'm making moves)
Alone
I try to find my own way home
But there's no traces of the places I've known
Like they've been obsolete
Just some vacant spaces, where before we would meet
As a fleet, or a crew
But now, it seems redundant
Even useless, to all but a few
To all but a truly committed friends
Who view this link is endless
No passing fashion or trends
Can send this message any clearer
And when I reminisce and wish I was nearer
My home
Because that's where my heart is
And not this wilderness zone
'Cause that's where my heart is
And not this wilderness zone
'Cause that's where my heart is
[Outro, scratched]
Knowledge