You're not who you say you are

There's something strange about the way you stare

The pain's so far behind us now

We've given it up still we don't know how

Is this goodbye now?

Is this not quite what you had dreamed?

When I looked in the shadows all I could see

Was the fading light of my unfinished dreams

How have I come so far too till feel so far away?

"Is there another face?"

So, I try not to listen to their stifled screams

The reflections tend to be now what they seem

Maybe I'll just forget and hope they all die away...

"Is there another face?"

The pain hits like an opiate

My past just slips away in a haze, frame by frame

Is this really all that's left of me

I pick up the pieces, still I can't see

"Who will survive now?"

And I'm not sure how they all fit

When I looked in the shadows all I could see

Was the fading light of my unfinished dreams

How have I come so far too till feel so far away?

"Is there another face?"

So, I try not to listen to their stifled screams

The reflections tend to be now what they seem

Maybe I'll just forget and hope they all die away...

"Is there another face?"

In asking ourselves questions to which the answers may surprises

In multiple iterations come revelations that may bind us

The consequence follow us to the end of time

Thought it may be a bit confusing which sin is yours, and which is mine

Waiting, on the edge of a storm

All the signs point to nothing

They won't carry us home

Waiting, on the edge of a storm

All the signs point to nothing

They won't carry us home

Waiting, in the edge of a storm

And the tempest is coming

And we'll face it alone

Waiting, on the edge of a storm

All the signs point to nothing

They won't carry us home