Route

Reality, it burns,
The way we're living is worse.
The pillars of inspiration are all falling down,
The clean-up won't work while the fallout goes on.

And it's now or never, too close to the latter,
We're all living proof that nothing lasts.

Standing in the neutral zone,
Living on sleep deprivation,
The rural route sleeps while the city bleeds, all over itself,
Over the falls in a barrel is where the answers have gone.

And it's now or never, too close to the latter
We're all living proof that nothing lasts.
And it's here for now, transient tomorrow,
We're all living proof that nothing lasts.

Another road remains, but it provides no more,
It can only take us away.
Southbound, you can taste the weather,
It feels like home.

And it's now or never, too close to the latter,
We're all living proof that nothing lasts.
And it's here for now, transient tomorrow,
We're all living proof that nothing lasts.