Would you listen when the wind decides to whisper English fate?

Would you heed the words within the winds that whisper "It′s too late"?

Would you see the reasons falling from the sky?

Or the locusts screaming madly as you turn around and die?

Could you recognize some message to relate?

Have you felt the atmospheric friction churning up above

All the traits and the descriptions seem to fit just like a glove

Can you see us scratching backwards through the seams

Crawling circles on our backs with our dumbfounded expertise

Just the thought of this is riddled with disease

Can you see her moving slowly to the rhythm of the song?

Would you like to tag along with us? I know it won't be long

Could she lead us back to somewhere you desire?

Could she lead us to the doorway, would you sit down by the fire?

And would your eyes be sealed with love instead of hate?

Can you see the empty chambers of your head begin to spin

Leaving nothing but a cavity for all the living skin?

Would you settle for the empty space within

Or just kick and scream for something else to carry your thoughts in

One foot before the other, let′s begin

Have you grown without a doubt or have you always wondered why?

Just this morning rush intrusively to flash your waking eyes

Do you take it in or leave it as it lay?

Would you give a nod to life before returning to the clay?

Would you think about tomorrow like today?

Her eyes are open, she's always hoping

We can turn this old familiar nightmare into a song

The sun keeps burning, the world keeps turning

Reaching out and teaching love 'til the doubt is gone

Would you listen for the echo of your long forgotten dream?

You should listen for the echo of your long forgotten dream