Collision Course (feat. Greg Jones, drums & Chris Michels, violin)

Two heavenly bodies Glinting in the light of the same sun Drawn to one another Relentlessly Whether by pull of gravity Or fate of momentum and trajectory Neither aware of the other one Until seconds before tragedy Nearby planets continued in their orbits Some uncaring, others in dreamland Too busy in their own flight for stopping and staring. Too busy being glad it wasn't them to lend a hand. In the dusty aftermath Was there any sense of regret For one plowing thoughtlessly Into the other? Was it accumulated karma That saw this meeting set? Or was the collision course they flew Just down to the numbers? Nearby planets continued in their orbits Some uncaring, others in dreamland Too busy in their own flight for stopping and staring. Too busy being glad it wasn't them to lend a hand. Did the dinosaurs see the meteor's glow And wish for time to change their fate? Or did they only shut their eyes, Fear the worst And hope for the best? Part of me remains Abandoned on the road As part of me moves on Without the other.