We're here to speak of the days
Where so many tend to look away
In the vacant eyes who can count
Mile after mile of tortured smiles

Look around everywhere
These are the days of deep despair

We starve ourselves in our beliefs
And yet don't make a dent
Convictions ripe tossed in the heap
Nourishment that came and went

The hills we climb have changed our minds
These are the days of a different kind

We're open to another's thoughts
As long as they match our own
The only thing clear is that we are lost
Sitting numbly in our homes

In our haste we've lost our way
These are the days that have gone to waste