A child finds wonder in the smallest streams
Pebble, ripple, the texture of dreams
Years accumulate into weathered skin
We crave the vastness where the ripples begin
The closer we get to the top of the climb
The more we lament lost fragments of time
What’s vast now was tiny when the world was bright
And irony smirks in the dimming light
The irony of time is only seen in time
(Only seen in time)
There is security in this design
(In this design)
Laughter of youth fills a shallow well
Unaware of the echoes their echoes compel
While age seeks meaning in the grand design
The small slips away like an abandoned shrine
The closer we get to the top of the climb
The more we lament lost fragments of time
What’s vast now was tiny when the world was bright
And irony smirks in the dimming light
The irony of time is only seen in time
(Only seen in time)
There is security in this design
(In this design)
The closer we get to the top of the climb
The more we lament lost fragments of time
What’s vast now was tiny when the world was bright
And irony smirks in the dimming light
The irony of time is only seen in time
(Only seen in time)
There is security in this design
(In this design)
Each cycle repeats and cracks a paradox grin
The beauty we seek hides where it begins
The children see the clouds while we see the skies
We’re all just looking for truth behind a captive’s eyes
Behind a captive’s eyes
Behind a captive’s eyes
The closer we get to the top of the climb
The more we lament lost fragments of time
What’s vast now was tiny when the world was bright
And irony smirks in the dimming light
Each cycle repeats and cracks a paradox grin
The beauty we seek hides where it begins
The children see the clouds while we see the skies
We’re all just looking for truth behind a captive’s eyes
Behind a captive’s eyes
