First to foresee
The tyranny of expectations
For the paths we didn't take
Time lapses as we
Return to compromise
The best intentions
We described came too late
In all the quiet desperation
That blinds our way
The shadows cast
In the comfort of routine
A long division and
We bleed together
Speaking circles
Cycle round again
Walking through
Our predictable motifs and our
Past potential
It's a trap too late
Last to believe
The courage of our new convictions
As we fall back into place
Not to repeat
The things we left behind
And all the words we couldn't
Find came too late
Now we're something in between
And we're changing shape
The shadow's cast
In the comfort of routine
A long division then
We bleed together
Speak in circles
Time and time again
Take us back, where it all began
And in no small measure
Everything you think you'll be is
Falling down, the here
And now draws in
A breath for baseless hesitation
In spite of what we know
A breath before we let go
