Hiding from the fears
Wasting your best years
Always humming tunes you don’t even like
While holding back the tears

To a self ruled life we cling
If we’d only change our king
Our Maker knows a better song to sing

Haven’t got a clue
Why your dreams keep falling through
You hope to find a place in the world
But the world’s found a place in you

A gentle downhill ride
With no signposts at the side
And the road that leads to nothingness is wide