Lyrics

An empty canvas, an empty day, an empty surface Proceeding by an inch per decade, stealing time Free from all dexterity, the words just slip away For future days, for future nights I guess I'm working to make them bright For future days, for future nights I guess I'm burning to make them right Engage synapses, engage the wit, engage a vision, but Come see me in my slow motion enterprise Closing in, insanity, release me from this spell For future days, for future nights I guess I'm working to make them bright For future days, for future nights I guess I'm burning to make them right Through the day and through the night I'm sitting here and trying hard again Ready for another round For future days, for future nights I guess I'm working to make them bright For future days, for future nights I guess I'm burning to make them right