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 cared 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.