Motivation, escalation, deviation
Are we sure?
Mediation, sovereign nation, absolution
Are we pure?
Seemed so strange
When the rhythm just changed
Now it's not strange
Since the rhythm has changed
I feel something pushing, pushing
Pushing me from behind
Turn my head to see it
It was all in my mind
It's the unknown
The yet to be shown
It's mine to own so I'll grow to know this road
I feel something pushing, pushing
Pushing me from behind
Turn my head to see it
It was all in my mind
Ground is foreign
Air is foreign
Embrace the foreign
The face is foreign
Smile is foreign
Embrace the foreign
