Some sincerely do belong to the direction they live on
And though you'd like to show you care, your moods are clumsy
The mystery remains unsolved, of why his sister's name was called
And though you'd like to show you care, your manners are rusty
And you live wall to wall to the soul that you've lost
But you can't get it together to piece it back again
It looks like you've cut off your shadow
Do you need it now, to know who you are?
You've been hearing the truths at night
Did you just hear the word "coward"?
What is brave? What is brave if you're not brave?