We are on lost ground
Riding around in a revolving spiral
Thousands of us
Thousands of spirals
With no end in sight
We spend our time hiding
All day and all night
Even in our sleep
We don't even know what we're hiding from
As time goes on
Hiding becomes more and more complex
We've almost tried everything we can think of
Everyday we create a new distraction
A new way too keep us from finding out what we're hiding from
We don't like being scared
But it's a good distraction
Cooking is fun, so we eat
Singing is fun, so we listen and we dance
That'll keep us busy for a while
But every so often
Thoughts creep back in
We can only distract our self for so long
Alarm bells start ringing
We have been hiding from our self all along
We are the hider and the seeker
All at once
We are every distraction, every song and every game
You know it, too
You could put all of this to an end
You could stop hiding
You know you want to be found
But you hide for the thrill of it
For the escape that exists only inside this endless game we've made
You hide for the journey that you don't want to end
So you pretend
You aren't in control
You're at war with yourself
One hand hiding
One hand seeking
Yet when you rub them together
You're neither lost nor found
You are balancing on a fine line
Trying not to lean towards either side
Sometimes you might trip and fall
Laugh and cry
It's all part of the ride
And I understand why
You are where you want to be
Doing what you want to do
We are on lost ground
Waiting to be found