Wasting my time the way I wasted all my life
It's alright, it's alright
Mother's eyes; father ties
Squandering trust the way I risk it climbing so high
It's alright, it's alright
Dreary nights in Mountain Time
Inspire a change in the cloth of city and sky
Anxiety exaggerates once mitigated pain
Nostalgia just commemorates
The faulty paths and turns I tend to take
Waked further from the beaten path
Missing who I was a day before
God, I lost the will to try
Mountain highs; bloodshot eyes
Vague introspection where city meets sky
It's alright, it's alright