• Losing sight of what I was
    And all I hoped to be
    Afraid to step back and see
    What has become of me

    If you're always looking down
    You never miss your mark
    If you close your eyes
    You can practice hiding in the dark

    It's easiest to let it go
    Sink to the ground and feel the tears flow
    It's hardest to take a step back and see
    What has become of me

    Smiling to counteract the tears
    Wounded by countless doubts and fears
    Confusion overcomes us all
    And yes, we still prolong the fall