Like the white screen his life's gone
A moving shell, a wandering ghost
A shadow of a man who nobody knows
He hardly speaks when you say his name
He's just embarrassed to say
In his mind there's no way out
He wonders how anyone survives
Being overlooked and trite
His reflection's a stranger
Just too busy for his simple self
He walks 13 blocks to the city's cross
Prays for a god that doesn't leave
He prays to be somebody else
In his mind there's no way out
In the sand he sinks to his knees
Mobile world around, just out of reach
Tears rolling down his cheeks
He has to believe, believe in himself
Now stand tall, prove all
It's your life, It's your fight