Transcendence

I never had to be anything until I saw myself in the mirror
At that point what I saw was lost hope, and knew there was time for a change

This world will be forgotten, just don't leave it empty now
This world will be forgotten, just don't leave it empty now. Sometimes we paint these pictures, just to start all over

We realize where these colors take us, they're bleeding through the canvas to reproduce our image into something more distinctive, into something more distinctive

These thoughts grow into newfound efforts, and time never seems to be on our side. (on our side)
Until we hang these art forms on the walls around us and continue to be unsatisfied

And I don't wanna live like this again, I thought you said it would be so simple
And I can't continue to live like this, because my own plans aren't so wishful
Because my own plans aren't so wishful

I dream and dream but never seem to be on page with my own visions (with my own visions), but I'll take the path where my Maker leads me, and strive to be a tool in His hands