Transition

There's a state of transition going on There's state on confusion deep inside There's so much information All around Ways of division deep inside There's too much information You find a way to forget I left my head in the clouds by the side of the door It's on the left arm of that leather chair Where the sun dies Where the sun dies and disappears Information Confusion This is a new transition A state of intermission Information Confusion This is a new transition A state of intermission Information Confusion This is a new transition A state of intermission Information Confusion This is a new transition A state of information A state of intermission A new transition As I go up the stairs and look straight in front of me There's a wall, there's a room and nothing else to see My head is sprouting divided in three All my convictions fall flat on the edge of my seat To many things to consider So many things to forget Information Confusion This is a new transition A state of intermission Information Confusion This is a new transition A state of intermission Information Confusion This is a new transition A state of intermission Information Confusion This is a new transition A state of intermission Information Confusion This is a new transition A state of intermission Information Confusion This is a new transition A state of intermission Information Confusion This is a new transition A state of intermission Information Confusion This is a new transition A state of information A state of intermission A new transition