You talk about the way things were

But I can't hear what you're saying

A time when life was not this hard

Blessed by the innocence



Or did it pass by long ago?

Are we holding on to a thread

Of something already dead?



I'm not your reason to stand up straight

Shoulders back chest out and eyes raised

Stepping back, I hesitate

I can't let myself be taken



The reception fades, the signals breaking up

And am I moving on or am I giving up?

If you walk away from this with anything

Live your life today