Circa Survive

Infinite silence
Rolling, riding with the dawn
This is wrong, this is wrong
And I cannot sleep without the radio on
And how could anyone
You are in my dreams
Half human, half machine
You are someone else that I have felt and seen
I cannot rest on my consciousness contest
Looking right through the lens
From winter brings the spring again
Infinite silence
Rolling, riding with the dawn
This is wrong, this is wrong
And I cannot sleep without the radio on
And we fall asleep again with testament
So please let the cleaning begin
Evolution