Seventh Wave

To the end of time, the world stops, we all stand sill Let the floods come, as they always do, watch the sun break through We are memories and signs, some of what we leave behind, waiting for the wave We are fragments made of time, we are broken, we are fine, There's something, repetition, real life, not some exhibition I wouldn't wish it on you, I wouldn't wish it on myself Insinuatory illness, over worked, can not help To steal you from a future life, you've got to stop hurt A thousand ways you can escape, disappear and fade away Tell me that I'm wrong, all that strength can make you weak Chasing you and chasing me, all night There's something, repetition, real life, not some exhibition I wouldn't wish it on you, I wouldn't wish it on myself Insinuatory illness, over worked, can not help The battle seems lost babe, you make it back like no one else There's something, repetition, real life, real life, real life, real life I wouldn't wish it on you, I wouldn't wish it on myself The battle seems lost babe, you make it back like no one else Insinuatory illness, over worked, can not help I wouldn't wish it on you, I wouldn't wish it on myself Myself, myself