I’m shaken, it’s not the way I’m willing to behave
Think I dug myself a grave
We can’t understand, the forces at hand
Comprehending the divine
Giving darkness of such kind
Well only the weak, could ever abide and play that game
Only the weak, would ever have no one else to blame
Only the weak? Oh how unfortunate that’s me, oh how unfortunate that’s me
As the wound begins to heal, the scar is only settling in
The disturbance of the peace, you’re weak in the knees no more
With an empty harmony, I’m dancing in the breeze alone.
With an empty harmony, I’m dancing in the breeze alone.
With an empty harmony, I’m dancing in the breeze alone.