Son of heaven, the son of God,
A blink from the eternal facade,
The ever-spot orb'd polyphony,
No epiphany
Tune the universe, be the spine
To stay in place as the planets align
Set to changes, affix to time,
No epiphany
Nothing new and nothing old,
The chilling warmth of the scorching cold
No way to change how the story is told,
No epiphany
Wait for time for a blessed reply,
No surprise under the tired eye,
Wait to live as I wait to die,
No epiphany
Shine as bright in a darkened sky,
Won't wait for hope to be regret's disguise,
Vibrate alone as I say my goodbyes,
No epiphany
See no changes, show no age,
Life's a book with a single page,
The body spins but I stay the same,
No epiphany
Artist: Busted
Artist: Yellow Second
Artist: Live