Seasons of Failure

Sorrow is a commodity you barter trading future at the cost of gold
 Prophecy like tomorrow isn't viewed
 Any farther than your vision through stone
 Holding on to shallow threats of change
 In a choice of wars that stays unwaged
 A cycle of seasons with an ever-rising tide
 You're wearing failure like a shining badge of pride
 Romanticizing this choice to fall below the waves
 Wasting time passing on your turn
 Waging war with hollow words
 A cycle of seasons with an ever-rising tide
 And the cause is lost when they know
 There was a time that they could do better
 Self-excused it's refused to take control over and over
 There is always another next time
 There is always a reason to fall behind
 Sorrow lined with apologies you garner
 Trading apathy for reaching goals
 Authoring a story line behind your back
 Both hands are tied destiny has taken hold
 Sing along to shallow threats of change the key of fear limiting range
 A cycle of seasons with an ever-rising tide
 Wearing failure like a weathered coat of arms
 Romanticizing this choice to fall below the waves
 Praising scars self-inflicted burns
 Waging war with hollow words
 A cycle of seasons with an ever-rising tide
 And the cause is lost when they know
 There was a time that they could do better
 Self-excused it's refused to take control over and over
 There is always another next time
 There is always a reason to fall in line
 And the cause is lost when they know
 There was a time that they could do better
 Self-excused it's refused to take control over and over
 There is always another next time
 There comes a time to become someone else in your own eyes
 There is always a reason when it's all on the line
 It's on the line