Racing to the Shimmering Lights

Pacing behind a hurried vision
Racing to shimmering lights
The knife dictates the incision
All the while the hand leads us in spite ourselves
We’ll shine divine light on this madness set in stone
I’ll put it plainly so you won’t blame me
Well I just don’t think you know what’s right
And I don’t think you know what to fight for
My friends, they tell me who I am when I see
Myself, from the other side and I make it right
Leave it to the light to refuse
Shoot this indecision in the heart and blur our vision to white
We’ll shine divine light on this madness set in stone
Make it right