New Prophecy Songtext

You're too blind. No one cares what I believe, No one cares what I forsee. Take your time. You know the out, just ride it out. Why is it getting to me? Why? And all the while you'll see. Take your time, the whole world is mystery, the whole world is in front of me. And I'm not too blind to carry on the prophecy, to carry on what I believe. Why is it getting to me? Why? And all the while you'll see. Please don't fall apart. It's not me.