Lyrics: Stanley Stevenson-Byrne
Music: Stanley Stevenson-Byrne
What is this
What have we found
The circles that I run in seem so lonely now
Today’s a gift, somehow
Still I’m running round this town to pin it down
So I keep holding my pace
Through impossible days
The void keeps calling my name
It’s the only way
Get through
Heavy head
With the light feet
Cuz when you’re moving differently you don’t compete
All the gods are dead
So why should we kneel?
Tell me what our idols ever did for me with
Caring just for clout
Don’t you feel a bit
Commodified and froze out
Performative concern’s the concern now
Just something to be seen talking about
No doubt
So I keep holding my pace
Through impossible days
The void keeps calling my name
It’s the only way
Get through
It’s a miracle that it’s here I stand
But honestly I’m just over all the affectation man
Cynical
Yeah I guess I am
I think I’d like to stay that way though if I can
Just keep holding my pace
Through impossible days
The void keeps calling my name
It’s the only way
Get through