[Verse 1] Questions and answers often find themselves Too far apart But what can we do when we can't Join up the dots like we used to do The untangling of a webbed mind takes time Time we'll never had The future brings what the past holds So there's no going back Another spin of the sun Another spin of the moon Everything stays changing Before and afternoon Bonus pack code included Recursion studios The fall of an empire And the future of the road [Chorus] I can't hold these hands like I used to They'll keep on turning I can't hold these hands like I used to They keep on turning me Into something i'm not Something I've never been before And all that i've got is nothing but decor [Verse 2] Grains of dust building themselves to be the skyscrapers that fall And the drops of rain trying to be the whole ocean pool The chain won't be broken and the link can't be removed The cycle spins and spins is always renewed Now and then Time and again I knew like the back of my hand And now its not like it was then But it's still the same as when it began Loading old files; crash at the first screen Bottles of ink on a canvas that can never be cleaned [Chorus] I can't hold these hands like I used to They'll keep on turning I can't hold these hands like I used to They keep on turning me Into something i'm not Something I've never been before And all that i've got is nothing but decor