The Moth

Really don't you realize
 What you lost during your search for glory?
 Just like moths we may go blind
 Chasing for the glow of our desires
 Time keeps crawling
 While you're burning
 Time keeps crawling
 While you're burning
 Dealing with some big regret
 Or dreaming of a different line somewhere else
 Someone else
 And your heroes turned to dust
 Did you trade your dreams for common knowledge?
 Was it far?
 Time keeps crawling
 While you're burning
 Time keeps crawling
 While you're burning
 Sometimes
 It calls
 And the past howls through the night
 Feels like drowning again
 Like drowning...