Time Is Black
From a distance, the truth is so obvious,
Answers are all so clear.
Logic stays at arm's length
When engulfed in the present, here.
Desperation draws near
If I could pull the fabric of time
And bring the future near,
The answers wouldn't be so far
The truth would be so clear.
Time is black
And nothing will escape.
Nothing will remain.
Nothing.
From a distance time is black,
Tangible and dense.
With each rotation a new day passed
And past, at last, makes sense.
There where past obstacles seem
Just pebbles on your path
Always just a step ahead
The peace I hope to catch
Writer/s: Alissa White-Gluz, Daniel Erlandsson, Michael Amott
