Disillusions of grandeur reflect upon the glass,
Particles flows so fast, you miss you what's past.
The goal, the glare, your persistent stare,
You've missed what's here and not over there.
Fingers stepped on, backs behind being creeped upon,
A grip so tight it slips from your palm.
Finger tip, slips through the groove of your print,
Like a shade of tint leaves not a victim a hint.
A wizards wand, conductors baton,
March your little lemmings, leave them stepped on.
Your actors discontent with the parts they play,
And your left oblivious to what they say.
(And) You can't see it as it falls away.
You can't see it as it falls away.
You can't see it...
As it falls away.

Like a grain of sand,
(Grain of a Sand)
Slipping through your hand.
(Through your hand.)
Like a grain of sand,
Slipping goes your plan.
(Your plan.)

Artificial smiles mass manufactured,
Every grin leaves your prey uncaptured.
Intent, never meant, to leave them upset,
But you've paid for the sins that you can't repent.
When you it seems like you can't be please,
You just try harder, grab and squeeze.
Strangle, leave yourself mangled, 
Leading your donkeys, with a carrot that's dangled.
In front of your eyes, just within your reach,
And all of a sudden, the beginning and end meet.
As so now has arrived your final day.
No more to say because nobody stayed.
(And) You can't see it as it falls away.
You can't see it as it falls away.
You can't see it...
As it falls away.

Things have come undone, Now these two faces are one.
I know what I've seen, who judges you when you judge 
me.