This Time
It is for me to sing about
Religion, and my thoughts of you and
Now this time its out
Now back to, the basics
The simple thoughts I had in mind
The skyline, outlining, too specialized and overlooked
I can't complain, its seems that
I've got everything, I need and
I just can't explain why things aren't right
Its the mysteries that balance
How my ponderings are countless
I need this one part because
I think that its this time, with you
And falling in sickness
Can't touch the things I need tonight
It makes me regret this
This worlds and all its perfect lies
Autor(es): Matthew Embree