Just a thought to add suspense
To all the games of discontent
Fear is real, but not self-taught
You let others be the cause
There we go racing towards the sun
Ignoring all the noise, striving for the grace of man
People play this great charade
And always miss the point, never fall for prophecies
You say it draws near, that it will be clear
You act so convinced, a fortress you've built
Remember the doubt by which I now stand
You write the book on the way it all ends
Tear down those mighty walls
Reinvent the way you talk
Look ahead, not down below
Or high above where angels flow
There we go racing towards the sun
Ignoring all the noise, striving for the grace of man
People play this great charade
And always miss the point, never fall for prophecies
Waiting to see our kind disagree
You draw the line and stick to your pride
Remember the doubt by which I now stand
You write the book on the way
It ends
You say it was near, that it will be clear
You act so convinced, a fortress you've built
Remember the doubt by which I now stand
You wrote the book on the way it all ends
It ends