as you stare
from here to the rest of your life
does it scare you?
somewhere
it became something less than alright
cause it was safe to
you’ve given up
you give a listen
your ears wide open but..
your eyes and mouth tight shut
you’ve made it up
i can see you turning nothing
into something good
into something true
into something that might be
beautiful
you sense
the pain that is breaking your back
and you notice
your defense
leaves you no room for attack
and you know this
you’ve given up
you drag yourself from year to weary year
till there’s nothing left but fear
it’s pretty clear
i can see you turning nothing
into something good
into something true
into something that might be
beautiful
[break 1]
you place
a bookmark and swear you’ll return
but somehow
you can’t face
the thought of when you get your turn
you might not know how
you’ve given up
on everything that makes you feel alive
pretend your satisfied
and let it slide
i can see you turning nothing
into something good
into something true
into something that might be
beautiful
[break 2]
[end]
