You wasted a long way to find what’s left of you
For one look across that’s just a point of view
You’ve been up ahead, on your knees, on the floor again
Don’t make up a lie you cannot disguise

You're free to miss the damage done
In present perfect, the bleeding seldom fades
So will you let the vision become
Pale understanding and winding bitter days?

The treadmill of hope rewinds itself intoned
You fell for the oldest hoax since time was known
You made it on time for the moment to draw the line
Don’t start up a war to settle the score

You wasted a long way from where you come
The treadmill of hope rewinds itself intoned