Sway, sway…

Sway, sway... Sway, sway… Sway, sway…

Now can you feel the sway? Do you notice in yourself, the coming and the change? It doesn’t have to be this way, Is there nothing that can help, existing in a cage? I can feel the light of day, in the darkness of myself, somehow turn the page. But we’re fanning all the flames, like we’re caught under a spell, it’s the magic of the age.

How can you feel the sway? How can you feel the sway?