The Pattern

One of these days the choice made
Will take the place of where it all began
Cornered by the mirror, staring back at shame
Soothing the hunger, you won’t feel the same
Say: «It is too late»
Prepare to see the other side
How does it breathe, what gives it life
Pulsing with collective fears at hand
Look back at the story, no one else to blame
Turn to the mirror, you won’t feel the same
Say: «It is too late»
Prepare to see the way it falls apart
Give up, let it come down
And see the decision we make
We thought we understood everything
We never understood
Only when we carry the weight,
Will we learn to see the pattern to break
Some day soon we’ll see the reason why
We need to believe in trying
Some day, some way