Slow Moving

So you've survived another day
The stress, the strain might soon go away
Close you're mind to something new
'Cause everything is fabricated truth

I'm standing with my arms out
Alone as if the world was staring
Praying you'll find something to fall upon
Life passes by

So you conformed and disappeared
Trapped in a pseudo world with all your fears
You've forgotten how to live
Emptiness surrounds your every move

I'm standing with my arms out
Alone as if the world was staring
Praying you'll find something to fall upon
As life passes by

There must be something
There must be some other way
After all you'll find a purpose
To carry on and face another slow moving day

Caught, standing with my arms out
Alone as if the world was staring
Praying you'll find something to fall upon
As life passes by