Crisis Time

There's a feeling about myself that I can't understand

It's a foreboding sense that I see all around the land



When the wheel of fortune turns progressively depraved

It's the manifestation of a biospheric decay



Keep yourself in line, there's no design

The new paradigm is crisis time



Luxury was privilege and I knew it all along

But to let human reason get trumped by emotion is wrong



All the bonds were broken when I said I loved you so

But rejection of a fantasy is just a way to help you grow



Keep yourself in line, there's no design

The new paradigm is crisis time



There's a feeling about myself, I feel it oh so strong

It's a romantic notion and I've thought about it far too long



On the crest of progress we can't balance on the wave

If the measure of success is only tallied in the lives we save



Keep yourself in line, there's no design

The new paradigm is crisis time

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