The Absence Of A Mind That Could

Where's everybody
why are the streets without a soul
what god had kept me here
as gathered clouds crouches below

Who's counting now as i'm left
to pick up all the pieces off the floor
inside the cracks, I find that
it's barely just out of my reach

Cried in the light
in the light
...here outside
in the light
in the light
...who gets to decide...

Where to begin
there's just no looking at the world as once it was
I could only
imagine how it should be
the hope now left it feeds
on the decay of the rotting wood
what little hope comes with
the absence of a mind that could

Where's everybody
I keep forgetting where I was
what comes before my fear
this race has come to a lost

Who's letting go all of the
pieces of what was our yesterdays
scattered apart, I need to
learn to only live with what I need

Cried in the light
in the light
...here outside
in the light
in the light
...who gets to decide