Steven Wilson - Ancestral

Ancestral Reason never seems to come to guilty men Things that meant so much mean nothing in the end That function is dysfunction and to hide the truth Distracted by their faith, ignoring every proof A bicycle A garden wall A mother’s call A love is born And after all, the sleet that falls on me In this city there are those who'd live alone Twilight brings them from the gloom into our homes And hiding there among the wreckage left behind They see things that aren't there when they close their eyes Come back if you want to And remember who you are ‘Cause there's nothing here for you my dear And everything must pass When the world doesn't want you It will never tell you why You can shut the door but you can’t ignore The crawl of your decline You can try if you want to You can try... Come child Go back if you want to