Текст песни Seasons - Chimaera

Gone like changing seasons
Alright
Alright
Said this would be easy
Alright
Alright
...
Burn the reflections into empty chains
We are less bound by time than the clockmaker feels this morning
All I want is to fall where the story is, oh
Virtue will revert you back to disguise

Fertilize the feeling of escaping decree
And slowly home slips leaving her cold, lost, permafrost
When the years start slithering on
How will you feel?
Gasping for air
Back to disguise

No, it's not a fracture
(Surface, the weightlessness breaking)
You merely capture what you can
(The ocean underneath is still the same)
Painless, still searching for fixture and surely
You merely capture what you can