Out of sight, out of mind, yet I still am near to it Out of reach, out of time But time's not how you measure it And it screams in subtleties Hints of what could be
I’ve felt it all along, what waited for so long Seen only from the corner of my eye
Days wed months and begat years And years grew to run away What was and will, regret and fear Have conspired to kill today And it dreamed so vividly Thoughts of what could be
I’ve felt it all along, what waited for so long Seen only from the corner of my eye
Holding on, holding back from betraying a lesser thing Virtue and vice both sacrificed to responsibility But it clings so desperately It dies in what should be
I’ve felt it all along, what waited for so long Seen only from the corner of my eye