Who are we fooling?
Trying to hide behind
the shadows of what we once were.
The lines on our faces no longer tell the tale
now that we've stopped wanting to conquer.
And the heights that we would try for are now too hard to climb.
And the roads that we would die for are in another space and time.
Time is the answer,
not the reason for changing a dream.
Like an old page out of a tattered
novel with all its words faded away.
The stars in our eyes have all lost their shine.
We're too content with yesterday.
And the dreams we had to guide us are too far out of sight.
And the rain of the ones inside us
is now too weak to try and fight.
Time is the answer,
not the reason for changing a dream.
And the heights that we would try for are now too hard to climb.
And the roads that we would die for are in another space and time.