i heard you coming in clear all of last year just like a hundred calling bells but i fought like hell just to disbelieve my ears because life s cruelest trick is to forget that permanence is something that won t stick and the end will draw you in just like a moth against the wick like it lifts you up it will set you down in tiny pieces on the ground if you re too close to hear the sound show me something life won t break and tell me something time can t take away as the ever passing years make the i s in the i don t care s disappear now at the end of the day will you still say that the balance didn t tip when you felt it sway did you notice a change because life doesn t make or mistake how it is for how it used to be but i m finding that failure waits for those who wait and see you didn t notice a change