Capture the world in a glimpse like the cameras flash.
Delusion sets in and I’m losing again.
The days burn and with the dark comes the endless night.
I feel the fever building inside.

Is there anyone going to help, any one at all.
Can anyone see what I see like the writing on the wall.
Days come and go like the waves don’t you know.
Time flows over me like the pebbles in the sea.

To many years I spent chasing around the sun,
Hating my life like a dead man hates the gun.
Change seems to be the way and then rearrange the rest,
or just change it all sometimes I like that the best.

I can’t live my life running under the gun.
You got to wake up your demon and make him run.
The one inside you can run with the best.
You’ve got the power of god right in your chest.

The old witch said to me, the wheel turns again.
Generations later and I’m still playing in this band.
Nothing I can say to turn their heads around.
I’ll just keep on playing till they burn it all down.

It’s hard to restart life after the world has changed it.
put it all back and maybe even rearrange it.
That little guy inside you can set you free.
Like the sand and the sea, he’s changing me.