Brevity Songtext

I sealed my fate in a tire today, a rolling wheel with a guide away
The chase is all I'll need to feel the high

But if that tire should break at all, I'll slow my pace I'll stop it all
The space is what I'll need to feel alive

But I'll go, go, to the beckoning call, convinced I'll leave the emptiness behind
Still I'll know, know, that we're destined to fall, our fate relies on my unstable mind

I've buried the feelings of yesterday, or so I thought they had gone to stay