The world as I see, 
the beauty which has bewildered me, is in transience...
Not the world but me,
not the world but me...
Eyes have grown a shade of Grey
We all play, but don't admit, not say
The smart-asses, we think we all are
Just morons inside the bar...
Alibis, blames all but gain
we choose to close our eyes n ears
to reject the transience as is here
Take a stride, bring a change...
Does he have to comedown
to chivvy and set the pace?
The journey has to start with thou...
It is u who has to come true...
the beauty which has bewildered me, is in transience...
Not the world but me,
not the world but me...
Eyes have grown a shade of Grey
We all play, but don't admit, not say
The smart-asses, we think we all are
Just morons inside the bar...
Alibis, blames all but gain
we choose to close our eyes n ears
to reject the transience as is here
Take a stride, bring a change...
Does he have to comedown
to chivvy and set the pace?
The journey has to start with thou...
It is u who has to come true...
The transience is what we need
to kill the demon we all feed...
to kill the demon we all feed...
