The dots

Cold
When communication fails
I always feel so low
Alone again, i've always been
How could you know?

The breaking of the glass
A siren of the past
Calling out our names
No words are left to pass
Save the die that has been cast
Between you and me

A spark, a rhythm, a great white star
A mark, a mission that's way too far away

Connecting the dots, what will we find?
The truth, a lie, a moment astray?
A lingering thought will shine a light
Into the sky and save us one day

Replacing the pain with the growth of an angel
A new view and angle, too
The vision we sought will come to light
But still we might be losing our way

Still
We lie in pieces 'cross the floor
After we fell
No time to etch or sketch
The feelings we can't tell

A secondary pass
A lecture in a class
I will sleep right through, I'm sure
Deferring to the masses
So when I come in last, it's
Not next to you

The smoke, a screen of grey and blue
And when it clears, I'm still not sure what to do

Connecting the dots, what will we find?
The truth, a lie, a moment astray?
A lingering thought will shine a light
Into the sky and save us one day

Replacing the pain with the growth of an angel
A new view and angle, too
The vision we sought will come to light
But still we might be losing our way

Running on empty
The should or should not be
I retrace my mornings at night

Calm and collected
Is all I'm presenting
To everyone left and right

Cursing the words
That I know that they heard
I'd not meant to be starting a fight

Try as I might...

Connecting the dots, what will we find?
The truth, a lie, a moment astray?
A lingering thought will shine a light
Into the sky and save us one day

Replacing the pain with the growth of an angel
A new view and angle, too
The vision we sought will come to light
But still we might be losing our way

Connecting the dots, what will we find?
The truth, a lie, a moment astray?
A lingering thought will shine a light
Into the sky and save us one day

Replacing the pain with the growth of an angel
A new view and angle, too
The vision we sought will come to light
But still we might be losing our way

But still we might be losing our way
Replacing the pain with the growth of an angel
We might be losing our way

Connecting the dots, what will we find?
Connecting the dots, what will we find?
But still we might be losing our way