I never believed in the Devil, but I still fall flat on my face. Woke to a sky I barely know. How did I get to this place? Familiar faces I hold on to, well they just slip away. Pages turning, Life in motion starting a new way today.

Memories lost to time time arranged but fade from mind. I moved here once. I once lived there, and the coffee cup has changed Is every ending just the start of something new to come? A world reborn with a new point of view? An new rythme on the drum?

Everything is changing, what was once is now undone. Breaking down the walls of today, is there any room for yesterday?

Maybe it's the Devil but then well maybe it ain't. But the rug gets pulled from me, whenever I try to restrain to catch my breath. To feel my feet. Just to let me hear my name and let me in on the stupid lousy game, maybe there can be a freezeframe.

In the silence, I feel a spark A quiet light in the dark. Maybe what we need is the space to fall, the chance to mark the seasons as they shift and the tides as they rise to their full height cause the stars still burn in the changing night.

Everything is changing, what was once is now undone. Breaking down the walls of today, is there any room for yesterday?

Seasons shift, the winds will rise, But stars still burn in changing skies. Hold on tight, or let it go— Either way, we’ll learn and grow.

Everything is changing, what was once is now undone. Breaking down the walls of today, is there any room for yesterday?