Observation Deck - Hand Of Mercy

Search the skyline

Told that your time here is not your own

And there’s a master plan

Buried alive by it all

Just existing while slowly drowning in the quicksand

Just ebb and flow

Slipping control

The scales tipped by fate

Not what your hands would sew

The fear of the unknown takes its toll

Tell yourself it’s far more simple to let go

You keep circling square one

Far from a victim of circumstance

I’ve had self doubt but I crawled out

While you’ve relinquished command

The fear of the unknown takes its toll on my self doubt

But I crawled out

All alone I was wandering back and forth

Back and forth blindly between what I could and what I wanted to be

No future call, nothing at all

At least as far as I could see

No future call, nothing at all

Nothing at all, no future call