Besedila: Threshold. Wireless (Acoustic Sessions). Part Of The Chaos.

trying to make an impression on the world like throwing rocks into the sea
trying to bring to my surroundings a subtle piece of me
every action we bring to this life can it change reality
even if it's an opposite force will it bring equality
we all retain these futile gestures like some common held belief
but as the waves return my mote it brings me only slight relief

are we delivered to the edge of some far forgotten shore
are we engulfed amongst the waves are our notes added to the score
the symphony continues though it has no shape or form we'll never
change its course forever just breath against the storm

just part of the chaos, spinning around me
just part of the chaos, part of the synergy of life
just part of the chaos, rising above me
just part of the chaos

our crazy minds insist on bringing order to the world
our systems see confusion in a dark cyclonic swirl
the anarchy of nature can't be tamed by you or i
we'll never understand her patterns it's dangerous to try

just part of the chaos, spinning around me
just part of the chaos, part of the synergy of life
just part of the chaos, rising above me
just part of the chaos