Trepidation surges and all are
Commonplace
Providence or incapacity will help you
Lose the race
Lose the race
Asian ambition condensed in a cold bullet train
Apparition of faces melting in the window pane
Sigh again
Sigh again
You keep believing your blood runs through another's vein
As you rise till you walk home in the rain
And again
And again
And again
The pious over thinker can't laugh anything away
Searching for meaning in between the fray
Of an evil night and a holy day