Another day gone in the blink of an eye.
I'm feeling confused, but don't really know why.
So I do what I can
just to get by.

And the sun silhouettes those fading trees.

I spend most my time up in my mind,
not really concerned with the things I may find.
I open my heart,
let it all unwind.

And the sun silhouettes those fading trees.

I'm going through life with my eyes open wide,
trying to find a good reason to try
when you're too old to quit,
but too young to die.

And the sun silhouettes those fading trees.

I train all my thoughts up to the sky,
aim to dissect The Truth from The Lie;
but could it be:
the best is passing me by?

And the sun silhouettes those fading trees