The Motion (Of Demotion)

The Motion (Of Demotion)
This is a call
For all the people
Who can't seem to find
Time for themselves
Wound up in half truths
All seen through closed eyes
And I'll wait
I'd wait till the end of the world
For you
Once there is release
There is a new order
Inside of you
What you had heard
Was being spoon-fed
Along with dispute