Lyrics:

As the bar is raised the spotlight appears, glaring at you how do you reason with it
A loud bellowing (a heartbeat behind) a beat behind the rest
Turn and face what's been postponed
Just like the sun and the sand you rise, offering your...
Romance of the strike my name bleeds from your lips
What do you think is left? It is a lottery
A loud bellowing (a heartbeat behind) a beat behind the rest
Turn and face what's been postponed
Just like the sun and the sand you rise
Offering your hand as if an apology could be
Could be accepted, now it's a lottery man