Nothing to dismay

Now, there's a list of catalysts
that hold the heart at bay,
they grip the mind and sap the soul
and feed on your dismay.

And I never understood why
you can't see the world this way,
the lines are drawn at the break of dawn,
there's nothing to dismay.

It's no, no, no security,
no, no, no security,
no, no, no security,
nothing to dismay.

The dissonance runs deep in me,
resort to weak applause,
associate and denigrate
the root without a cause.

And just because the overwhelming odds
are stacked away.
What good is should if at most I want?
But nothing to dismay.

It's no, no, no security,
no, no, no security,
no, no, no security,
nothing to dismay.

Well, it's just a solo journey,
bewildered and astray,
but pay no mind to what you find,
there's nothing to dismay.

No, no, no, no, no, no,
nothing to dismay,
no, no, no security,
no, no, no security,
nothing to dismay.

It's nothing, nothing to dismay.