While you analyze and frustrate your heart is let down

On this timeline or fault line in a timequake you'll drown

What you make is not what's made

Wills from without will pound

Before I set out it always comes to me, my successes

Without struggle or misery

But that's not what existence sees,

And that's not my faulty history

And that's not what the passion sees

And that's not my faulty history