We were kids who barely knew how to exist.
We never knew we'd have to choose between
The lives they chose for us and -
Our dreams couldn't sit upon a shelf,
Collecting dust like some old book
We'd get around to reading someday.
But hey, don't worry about me.
I've got it under control this time.
I've made up my mind.
Don't worry about me because I'm telling you I'm fine.
Don't tell me my life is a waste of time.
Where do we go from here?
Is there some school that answers all of life's questions
And is that where I need to be?
Where do we go from here?
Is there some pill I should be taking
To make me happy with the way I feel.
We were kids who barely knew how to exist.
We never knew we'd have to choose between
The lives they chose for us and -
Our dreams couldn't sit upon a shelf,
Collecting dust like some old book
We'd get around to reading someday.
But wait one minute now. Are we forgetting how we made our way back here?
Cause I just can't believe what they keep telling me. It seems so insincere.
And if nothing's really in our way
And if nothing's really in our way
And if nothing's really in our way
Then everything lies in our wake.