Noah Gundersen - Ouroboros Lyrics

There’s a hole in the ceiling where the weather gets in

It’s been there for ages but you try and pretend

That it’s just a reflection of the hole in the floor

That fills up with water every time that it storms

Clutching a copy of “The Power of Now” and humming your favorite song

“Isn’t she lovely” the blind singer said and kept on repeating though nobody answered him

There’s a chorus of killers singing outside your door

The scientist prophesied all that’s in store

For king and for country as you fall on your sword

Then wonder at all of the blood on the floor

The essence of history, the balm of desire, the snake that keeps eating its tail

On the sinking titanic, the quartet kept playing as into the ocean, the pride of an empire sank

How can I tell you the secret if I don’t remember the words?

How can we keep playing favorites when who’s to say what we deserve?

All of our heroes are famous but Superman died in a chair

If any among you is blameless, you can cast the first stone but I can’t keep pretending to care

There’s a clock somewhere counting the hours and days

That make up the memory of all our mistakes

And who’s guilty conscience will carry the weight of the future unwritten on the filthiest plate?

Your humanist dogma, your Christian belief aren’t really that different at all

If something from somewhere is guiding your steps, what will you do if you’re wrong?