A Tornado; An Owl

Take what you’ve got, take comfort in that
Everything you’ve never seen will soon be a non existent dot
Who’ll save the world that claims there is no saving?
An illusion or delusion of grandeur
Half of what I say is bliss
The other half is meaningless
Comfortable lines
Waiting for the clock to heal us Lost and found but never touched
Another beating heart is lost
Interesting lies
Waiting for the clock to heal us Alone in our rooms, miserable, a tornado or an owl
Come back and isolate the balance
Nothing is real, put your heart on your sleeve
Just another lie, transcend the pride, oh the chemicals
Half of what I say is bliss
The other half is meaningless
Comfortable lines
Waiting for the clock to heal us Lost and found but never touched
Another beating heart is lost
Interesting lies
Waiting for the clock to heal us Take your time
Nothingness is something
And something is nothing
Take your time
Nothingness is something
And something is nothing
Oh, nothing is nothing
Half of what I say is bliss
The other half is meaningless
Comfortable lines
Waiting for the clock to heal us Lost and found but never touched
Another beating heart is lost
Interesting lies
Waiting for the clock to heal us Half of what I say is bliss
The other half is meaningless
Comfortable lines
Waiting for the clock to heal us Lost and found but never touched
Another beating heart is lost
Interesting lies
Waiting for the clock to heal us, yeah