I see you design him locked inside
A masterful deceptions got your eyes
The character becomes you, loves you
Break into that place and come alive
All of the soldiers stand in line
The hands of the clock have now aligned
I've always been waiting for this moment
Eternally standing here in time
The ink becomes your blood that races
The book becomes your mud to play with
But behind those eyes that swirl you
Fuel him, feed him, treat him like that burning slave
Lost in the tide forever
Looking for a way
To return to you forever
Lost in the tide forever
Looking for a way
To return to shore forever
I see you arrange him locked away
A tedious engagement night and day
The character becomes him, loves him
Breaks into that place he's kept at bay
All of the pigments left behind
The pages have all been left to die
I've always been waiting for this moment
Eternally wrapped to his mind
And if you want it, take it
And if you don't forsake it
But behind those eyes that swirl you
Fuel him, feed him, treat him like that burning slave
Lost in the tide forever
Looking for a way
To return to you forever
Lost in the tide forever
Looking for a way
To return to shore forever
We have not yet realized
That history is a kind of scripture
It has a sacred meaning
We are reminded of a concept of [?]
In which he points out that there are two selves
Or two souls or two individualities inside each of us
One of these is forever struggling toward the good
And the other is constantly struggling towards
The gratification of appetite
Every individual has something in himself
That is aspiring to union with the eternal
Something that should transcend all limitations
All material shortcomings
This something that is striving for perfection
Lost in the tide forever
Looking for a way
To return to you forever
Lost in the tide forever
Looking for a way
To return to shore forever