Metanoia - The Human Abstract

Look at me now, I’m losing control

I don’t know what to call myself

I know that I’m sick of playing a role

All along I’ve been kidding myself seeking out a set reality

They say sanity is dictated by what the larger percentage of society sees

What does that mean?

Clearly nothing, clearly nothing

Psychology is not an exact science, in fact

There is no exact science, though it may seem

That means I’m okay, and everything is okay

All along I’ve been kidding myself

Life is falling apart at the seams

Somehow I’m doomed to go over the same ground in these

Compulsive circular thought patterns, over and over, time and again

Over and over, time and again

I think I’ve got it all worked out, then I forget every conclusion drawn

Every epiphany, gone

I felt safe, then the walls came crashing in one day without warning

Everything that I thought was stable starts to wash away

Can you feel it?

It’s the motion of the tide

Watch yourself now, there’s an ocean deep inside

You could drown in it.

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Look at me now, I’m losing control

Might even be learning to enjoy the sting of the irony

Changing my shape, I slide through the doorway

Can you feel it?

It’s the motion of the tide

Watch yourself now, there’s an ocean deep inside

You could drown in it

Watch yourself, there is no ocean deeper than this

Watch yourself, it’s an endless journey through the abyss

All along I’ve been kidding myself, working equations

It’s a long walk in and there’s no clear way home

Everything I was in constant change, I’m not the same, I’m not the same