This is what we really are
Drops in an ocean of brittle existence
Guests in our bodies we are
Cut from the same cloth off distant creators
Dust is what we will become
Torn into bits by unknowing creatures
Captive like convicts we are
Seeking a purpose while our makers watch us fail
We share our fallen angels' fate
Yet we won't feel our neighbour's pain
Encapsulating time and space
We shall pass
Cause we are drops in the ocean, caught in the circle of life
Cause we are moments in cosmos, swirled in the illusion of time
Horrified we are
Bound to awareness by mere coincidence
Deafened by silence we are
Voices that scream their helpless condition
We didn't choose to be this way
And thus we feel damnation's pain
We search for correlations that
We can't grasp
Cause we are drops in the ocean
Caught in the circle of life
Cause we are moments in cosmos
Swirled in the illusion of time
We spoil the air that we inhale
Pollute our souls with mindless games
Encapsulating time and space
We shall pass
Cause we are drops in the ocean
Caught in the circle of life
Cause we are moments in cosmos
This is what we really are
Second Brain - The Key Lyrics
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This is what we really are
Drops in an ocean of brittle existence
Guests in our bodies we are
Cut from the same cloth off distant creators
Dust is what we will become
Torn into bits by unknowing creatures
Captive like convicts we are
Seeking a purpose while our makers watch us fail
We share our fallen angels' fate
Yet we won't feel our neighbour's pain
Encapsulating time and space
We shall pass
Cause we are drops in the ocean, caught in the circle of life
Cause we are moments in cosmos, swirled in the illusion of time
Horrified we are
Bound to awareness by mere coincidence
Deafened by silence we are
Voices that scream their helpless condition
We didn't choose to be this way
And thus we feel damnation's pain
We search for correlations that
We can't grasp
Cause we are drops in the ocean
Caught in the circle of life
Cause we are moments in cosmos
Swirled in the illusion of time
We spoil the air that we inhale
Pollute our souls with mindless games
Encapsulating time and space
We shall pass
Cause we are drops in the ocean
Caught in the circle of life
Cause we are moments in cosmos
This is what we really are
Drops in an ocean of brittle existence
Guests in our bodies we are
Cut from the same cloth off distant creators
Dust is what we will become
Torn into bits by unknowing creatures
Captive like convicts we are
Seeking a purpose while our makers watch us fail
We share our fallen angels' fate
Yet we won't feel our neighbour's pain
Encapsulating time and space
We shall pass
Cause we are drops in the ocean, caught in the circle of life
Cause we are moments in cosmos, swirled in the illusion of time
Horrified we are
Bound to awareness by mere coincidence
Deafened by silence we are
Voices that scream their helpless condition
We didn't choose to be this way
And thus we feel damnation's pain
We search for correlations that
We can't grasp
Cause we are drops in the ocean
Caught in the circle of life
Cause we are moments in cosmos
Swirled in the illusion of time
We spoil the air that we inhale
Pollute our souls with mindless games
Encapsulating time and space
We shall pass
Cause we are drops in the ocean
Caught in the circle of life
Cause we are moments in cosmos
This is what we really are
Writer: Arturo Iafelice
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