Isn't It So

(álbum: Claptrap - 2022)

There is that from which I run
Now the dark, now the sun
Until there really is no one to ask for peace
There is that for which I grasp
Hands in prayer that won't unclasp
When every prayer is just an ask for release

The storms they come
The storms they go
They're all part of the show
Isn't it so?

I may ask you to steer clear
I may need you to be near
Either way it's always fear or desire
If there weren't much to hold us here
Would we simply disappear?
When we walk so insincere on the wire

We're all such stars
In our very own show
The stage lights glow
Isn't it so?

It's a story of love
It's a tale of woe
But it's all just a show
Isn't it so?

We get so high
We fall so low
It's all part of the show
Isn't it so?

The wind dies down
The wind it blows
Isn't it so?
Isn't it so?

The water ebbs
The water, it flows
Isn't it so?
Isn't it so?

And then you see
And then you know
Beyond the show
Isn't it so?

Isn't it so?