When I look out on the horizon
so vast and endless, why does it feel like a mirror?
Like a reflection of what's always been?
In my body. In my chest
What happens when we leave this place? Is it dark? Is it light?
Do the particles of who we are
become like one? Am I losing myself?
Maybe that's the point

I was born
Born unafraid
Intricate and joyful I was made
When the fear found us
It stripped away the the wonder in our bones

Am I bitter
Am I better than I was before
Can I make sense of these closing doors

Is it too late
Is the future etched in stone

I don't have the answers
Sometimes the world comes undone
(Coming undone, it's coming undone)

I Thought that I was stronger
But I can't do this on my own
(Not on your own, you're not on your own)

Standing on the mountain's crest of green
Jumping with a parachute you cannot see

Desire burning and burning
Here am I yearning and turning to a cheapened disguise
I want to be free
I want to be light
But you're gone and I can't breathe

I don't have the answers
Sometimes the world comes undone
(Coming undone, it's coming undone)

Thought that I was stronger
But I can't do this on my own
(Not on your own, you're not on your own)


I don't have the answers (x4)