Wrong - Anacrusis

Wrong, all that we are

Living, breathing lies

Wrong, all that I feel

All compassion dies

Once hand in hand

And now detached

Befriend the pace

The lonely trance… detached

Wrong, all that I see

Something inside denies

Wrong, all that I feel

Something inside me cries

Once hand in hand

And now detached

Befriend the pace

The lonely trance… detached

What can I say when there are no words?

I can’t explain what I cannot understand…

Wrong, all that we do

Dismiss the things we’ve said

Wrong, all we become

We stumble misguided

Once hand in hand

And now detached

Befriend the pace

The lonely trance… detached

Something in you, something in me

We’re trying to control

Something in you, something in me

We’re trying to overcome

Something in you, something in me

We’re trying to understand

Something in you, something in me

We’re trying to break out

What can I say when there are no words?

I can’t explain what I can’t understand…

Wrong

Wrong

Wrong

Wrong?