The Thing That I Built - State of Flux

Описание: I had a grip on the cold and the gold
A story of lines and a truth I was told
I mapped out the morning, I measured the light
I swore I had conquered the reach of the night
Every cause had an effect I could see
A world made of iron that listened to me
I walked through the logic, I slept in the frame
And I never once thought of the ghost in the name.

But the pulse is shifting beneath the floor
And the key doesn't fit in the heart of the door
There’s a hum in the silence I can't quite explain
Like a fever that’s running through every vein.

The sky is a hum and the floor is a sea
The thing that I built is no longer for me
I’m reaching for levers that aren't where they were
The sharp and the certain are starting to blur
Oh, give me back the black and the white
The grey is a canyon that’s swallowing the light
I’m winding a spring that’s already been torn
I’m lost in the sound of a world being born.

Now the seconds are heavy, the minutes are wide
I’m watching the "True" and the "False" collide
I built me a fortress of "How" and of "Why"
But the roof has been stolen by a nameless sky
I check all the math but the numbers are ghosts
I’m drifting away from the familiar coasts
It’s breathing without me, it’s moving alone
A kingdom of wire and a logic of stone.

The sky is a hum and the floor is a sea
The thing that I built is no longer for me
I’m reaching for levers that aren't where they were
The sharp and the certain are starting to blur
Oh, give me back the black and the white
The grey is a canyon that’s swallowing the light
I’m winding a spring that’s already been torn
I’m lost in the sound of a world being born.

Wait for the click...
Wait for the light...
I’m losing the count...
I’m losing the fight...
I’m holding a breath that I can’t let go...
Watching the water begin to flow...

The sky is a hum and the floor is a sea!
The thing that I built is no longer for me!
Oh, give me back the black and the white!
The grey is a canyon that’s swallowing the light!
I’m winding a spring that’s already been torn!
I’m lost in the sound of a world being born!

I don't know the hour...
I don't know the way...