Strayed into myself   to find this sort of faint star   that shone even in this divide   of where I'd come to be displaced   but maybe here where time is fleeting   I'll try to fly but not stray      Cause we face the tides   of will and divine   though we mystify   what we flee and feel today      Strained by overgrown dreams   rooted in disillusionment   but in the hour fate flaws   I know I'm not alone   and fall, it's the way I know   and fall, it's the way I'll grow      Cause we face the tides   of will and divine   though we mystify   what we flee and feel today      And why when there's a way   above the fire that fears of drought fill   do I crawl