Seasons (исполнитель: Across the Sun)
What is this place? Seems all to familiar So foreign, yet so recognizable road long since traveled That state of reckless abandon Unguarded, unassured Been down this road before Can't take this feeling anymore Searching for the one To prove I deserve to be had It's not my time The trend leaves me broken (Until that time these words will be spoken) So what's to be done? crossroads have been met Is there a lesser of two evils? One road leads to empty The other confusion both leave me without Asking questions in circles Someone make sense of all this mess Only certainty is a stronger man Would have rid himself of such travesty Trading tyrant and torment for the knowledge The right choice was made It's a rarity Removing passion from logic Gain some piece of mind Knowing integrity was not left behind