Blur - Mark Morton, Mark Morales

It’s just a phase, in time it will subside

It never would aptly take my place along the line

Losing my fate, and faking through the days

Search for the motive keeping me alive

Passing time

Nothing left to see

Nowhere to return

Go and set me free

One time around the sun

Follow the path along the broken roads

We know the weight of all the sorrow we can’t hold

Not what we want

It’s all become a blur

We’re growing numb out in the cold

But can’t let go

Patiently waiting for the last reprise

Anticipation of the slowly rising tide

Keep it locked away, a world to wash away

Pretending I can do more than survive

Wasting time

Nothing left to see

Nowhere to return

So go and set me free

One time around the sun

Follow the path along the broken roads

We know the weight of all the sorrow we can’t hold

Not what we want

It’s all become a blur

We’re growing numb out in the cold

But can’t let go

But can’t let go

But can’t let, can’t let, can’t let go

Oh, I sit hold and my breath

Can’t scare myself to death

There must be some attraction to this ritual of guilt

Crawling through my time

Can I watch the day unwind?

Sifting through the remnants

I know what I will find

Follow the path along the broken roads

We know the weight of all the sorrow we can’t hold

Not what we want

It’s all become a blur

We’re growing numb out in the cold

But can’t let go

But can’t let go