Seven Mary Three – Wait 0

I imagine long walks down the road
Things begin to bloom and the sky explodes
The damage is undone, and then I know
This has got to be a
Dream machines and luxuries don't last
I took my sleep for granted in the past
And I woke up half-dead in the hourglass
Now, does that sound funny?

Wait, you're almost there
It's gone
You're almost there
It's gone
You're almost where what follows you, does not bother you

I have walked the tightrope parts of me
Towed the line just far enough to see
Never found a gift I got for free
You pay for them dearly
I see my forever is one long night
If I can make it dark, I can make it light
I know that most of living done is done in the mind
Only thought survives

Wait, you're almost there
It's gone
You're almost there
It's gone
You're almost where what follows you, does not bother you

Are you tired?
Are you uninspired?
Does the miscommunication try to eat you up inside?
And I am here, as you are here
And everything I want to know is
Sleeping in your ears!

Wait, you're almost there; it's gone
You're almost there; it's gone
You're almost where what follows you, does not bother you

Wait, you're almost there it's gone
You're almost there it's gone
You're almost where what follows you, does not...