Time Tunnel by The Parallel (Band) Lyrics
My vision’s fading fast
As it narrows at the edge
What is my focal point?
Neon shapes move like waves under eyelids
A blinding light that can not be unseen
Shapeless appearances, a future apparition of myself
I’m stuck in an infinite loop
Where every week feels the same
These past four years are becoming a blur
Time tunnel vision, perceive the world with one goal in mind, putting it all on the fucking line
How could I give up on what’s barely been started?
I know that
There’s expectations for failure
How could I give up on what’s barely been started? (started)
What’s the risk of risking it all?
There’s a rift between aspiration and reality, apathy is my worst enemy
I won’t crumble, I won’t crack
There’s a rift between aspiration and reality, apathy is my worst enemy
I won’t crumble, in this endeavour
Tunnel vision, trying to find meaning in wavelengths of different shades
My vision’s fading fast
As it narrows at the edge
What is my focal point?
Neon shapes move like waves under eyelids
A blinding light that can not be unseen
I’ve been stuck with time tunnel vision
Dim lights cast weak but straight lines a blurred edge, its surface, and the sky, on the edge, on the edge
Keep me from caving in, realities set through the scattered thoughts I've grown used to. I'd kill for a glimpse to see the world how I used to, how I used to see it all
Fading lights and neon shapes, fall into a time loop
As it narrows at the edge
What is my focal point?
Neon shapes move like waves under eyelids
A blinding light that can not be unseen
Shapeless appearances, a future apparition of myself
I’m stuck in an infinite loop
Where every week feels the same
These past four years are becoming a blur
Time tunnel vision, perceive the world with one goal in mind, putting it all on the fucking line
How could I give up on what’s barely been started?
I know that
There’s expectations for failure
How could I give up on what’s barely been started? (started)
What’s the risk of risking it all?
There’s a rift between aspiration and reality, apathy is my worst enemy
I won’t crumble, I won’t crack
There’s a rift between aspiration and reality, apathy is my worst enemy
I won’t crumble, in this endeavour
Tunnel vision, trying to find meaning in wavelengths of different shades
My vision’s fading fast
As it narrows at the edge
What is my focal point?
Neon shapes move like waves under eyelids
A blinding light that can not be unseen
I’ve been stuck with time tunnel vision
Dim lights cast weak but straight lines a blurred edge, its surface, and the sky, on the edge, on the edge
Keep me from caving in, realities set through the scattered thoughts I've grown used to. I'd kill for a glimpse to see the world how I used to, how I used to see it all
Fading lights and neon shapes, fall into a time loop