Quiet Steps

Taking quiet steps like whispers though parched lips
I see so clearly now from the outside looking in
Taking cautions afraid of being brave
Afraid of being safe in a world full of decay
Goodbye, stay gold
So I’ll stay goodbye to golden summers
The tide is high I’m going under
In a moment all I know is swept away
A first breath in the wake of this epiphany
Break down in the weight of this regret
Chin up for the times you won’t forget
We need to find out for ourselves
That we gotta stop living through someone else
Show your bones
Transient like passing cars
Lonelier than closing bars
We all need to stop looking up
And look in to find who we are