UNKNOWN COMPONENT

Lyrics

On a Sunday afternoon, in an empty living room
There's an echo where the truth remained
And even if the memory fades and the colors turn to gray
Home is still a contemplative state
You can make it through the change
The spiral down, the depth of pain will even out
And if it comes around, through evolving sounds
It's in focus now
I can see the fear and doubt
This disease is consciousness we've found
Emotion in sound
Waking dreams and lonely crowds
This disease is consciousness we've found
Emotion in sound, a motion in sound
Underneath the avalanche, past the panicked broken hands
There's a need that still commands restraint
And even if the memory fades and the colors turn to gray
Home is still a contemplative state
You can make it through the change
The spiral down, the depth of pain will even out
And if it comes around, through evolving sounds
It's in focus now
I can see the fear and doubt
This disease is consciousness we've found, emotion in sound
Waking dreams and lonely crowds
This disease is consciousness we've found
Emotion in sound, a motion in sound