New Skin — текст песни (Incubus)

At first I see an open wound
infected and disastrous.
It breathes chaotic catastophe,
it cries to be renewed.
Its tears are the color of anger,
they dry to form a scab.
To the touch, it`s stiff and resilient,
underneath, the new skin breaths.
As outwardly cliche as it may seem,
yes, something under the surface says, C`est la vie.
It is a circle, there is a plan,
dead skin will atrophy itself to start again.
Look closely at that open wound,
see past what covers the surface.
Underneath chaotic catastrophe,
creation takes the stage.
It`s all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It`s all been seen.
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
Fallacious congnitions
spewed from televisions
do mold our decisions.
So stop and take a look,
and you`ll see what I see now.