Ryan Stephens

The Unsteady Rhythm of Your Metronome
I was just wonderingDoes the silence of sleep beat a toneLike the unsteady rhythm of your metronome?Cause if so then I think I understandWhat clashed with the deck and the cards in your handsI was just curiousDoes the variation in the second verse chordsBackfire at your back with the art of your swords?Cause if it's true then I think I know why your castle was burned to a moundWhy your house of cards built on the sand was washed to the groundAnd why you struggle to survive but continue to drownCause instead of pulling you up your lifejacket's bringing you downAnd the beat of your heart is a rare heard soundDigging deeper to find the meaning at the coreFinding the truth in the lines your fighting forIs vital to your task set in front of you right nowPast the towers built, the powers gained, you'll find what truly mattersYou'll find what matters most somehowBut in the graves you dig up from the soilAnd the sincerity in your hesitation that causes you to recoilIs where I believe you'll find controlAnd where the soldier got his soul Aus Songtexte Mania