Rise above the sentiment
 Be at one with the acknowledgement
 Turn over obstacles, throwing down gauntlets
 Like the back of your hand... back of your hand
 I will lead people portrayed as rats
 Light the way and prepare to reflect

 Now that the search goes on
 For another time to live
 I might as well be gone, but I
 Tend to [bad word] back in the end... In the end

 subliminal exile, judgements in sleep
 Left over life goals, buried in the deep
 Let me emphasize... the need
 Let me categorize... the seeds
 We have planted to reject all our hopes

 Now that the search goes on
 For another time to live
 I might as well be gone, but I
 Tend to [bad word] back in the end... In the end

 Last call for admitting your failures
 They keep you hanging around
 It's now or never - reveal all the gestures
 You have made to keep the pain within bounds
 Within bounds...

 Now that the search goes on
 For another time to live
 I might as well be gone, but I
 Tend to [bad word] back in the end... In the end

 Now that the search goes on
 For another time to live
 I might as well be gone, but I
 Tend to [bad word] back in the end... In the end