Balance Lost

When the time comes will I even notice
These red letter days pass me by when I'm sober
Inching towards a second emergency
I won't see the lights 'cause I will be unconscious
You realise life will not come to you
This time you're hunting down shadows
I'm not talking about formless abstractions
There is a reason for the knife in your hand

The time I've waited for
Played out in your subconscious mind
The preparation is redundant
Once the moment's over
The things you could've been
Before that pivot in your life
What separates us is a need
To keep on moving forward
The time I've waited for
To keep on moving forward
The things you could've been
But you weren't anything

Casting away the waste of the present
This is not cleansing so much as erosion
And once the fragments have finally settled
We'll try to find worth in whatever remains
All these schemes won't come to fruition
A catalyst to bring the change that you crave
Something to set the wheels in motion
There is a reason for the gun in your hand

The time I've waited for
Played out in your subconscious mind
The preparation is redundant
Once the moment's over
The things you could've been
Before that pivot in your life
What separates us is a need
To keep on moving forward
And in your final day
I'm not sure all will be revealed
Life doesn't work that way
Riches go to those who plunder
The time I've waited for
The time I've waited for
It's what separates us
And this time you were not anything

The things you could've been
Before that pivot in your life
What separates us is a need
To keep on moving forward
The time I've waited for
Played out in your subconscious mind
The preparation is redundant
Once the moment's over