Rushing in and out,
And in and out of my mind
We live and obey with some kind of hate.
Dreading the time to come when we've got no, no time at all.
I wanna take the time to stop
And think about doing this
And what it might mean to be.
When I close my eyes, there's nothing but darkness revealed,
It's right there in front of me.
Looking forward for a taste of things to come,
I can't see familiar faces on anyone.
Life is trying to pass me by,
But not this time.
I am not afraid.
You're not getting older, you're just getting old.
And your finish wears thin as your stories get told.
Yet you've somehow impressed her, she's already sold.
The one page in your book that's still shining in gold says:
"Wishing for the years to flash by has left me blind.
Waiting for the few fleeting moments where the world makes sense to me."
I wanna take the time to stop
And think about doing this
And what it might mean to be.
When I close my eyes, there's nothing but darkness revealed,
It's right there in front of me.
Looking forward for a taste of things to come,
I can't see familiar faces on anyone.
Life is trying to pass me by,
But not this time.
I am not afraid.
I am not afraid.
The search continues for a taste of things to come,
I can't see familiar faces on anyone.
Life is trying its best to pass by,
But not this time.
I am not afraid.
I am not afraid.