The next step back is a reminder
To the truth that we all face
To the minds that settled down

Our efforts might go to waste
Trying to remember
The day, the face, the sorrow

Trying to remember
The face that's out of sight now
Got my eyes straight ahead

Too little, too much, too soon, too late
I'm sitting on a window pane
I'm outside and I'm looking in

Shut my mouth cause I was scared
Hid the feelings that should've been bared
I'm scared of always being wrong

Of course I'm scared of being born
After all is done and said
I'd like to rest my weary head!