[In-Q:]
You're not going through it, it's going through you
And once it's all gone, in will come the new you
With a different perspective, from the same point of view
Fully unaffected by the old truth you once knew
Connected at the roots to the trunk to the branches
To the leaves and the way they fly away in wind dances
A frantic seesaw; free-fall in midair that represents
The floating folly of us all being here
We are complicated creatures, huh?
[Stephen:]
Come away, come away
'Cause I love my soul
A fighter in need, a lover restrained
I'm telling you it's not for gold
Come away, come away
'Cause I know who I want
The fire in me, the trouble I see
Heaven won't you let me go?
This is it
Apocalypse
I'm feeling hell
I'm feeling their hell
This is it
Apocalypse
From fearing their hell
For fearing their hell
I'm dreamin' up to start a fire
I'm dreamin' up to start a fire