Chapterhouse Feel The Same
Well, it's like something's in the air
That makes me feel the same
Always racing to the near side
Crazed illusion crashing through
Brave the sea of rage
Always wishing, always wasting
Torn between the passing times
The end escapes me
Sadness maims the only recall
Crazed illusion crashing through
Brave the sea of rage
Always wishing, always wasting.
