Stepping backwards into your day
Turn and face them you know they have
A thousand things to say
But it takes some silence
For you to make sense
Of this very
Moment in your hand
Spilling outwards you mind in haze
Crowded streets and the stares that make you
Afraid of this place
It takes you a while to forget
Just how much you left
In that little
Moment in your hand
Don't you wish to feel alive?
So you won't have to hide
They will steal a little pride
From you
What do you have to hold back?
Once more
Clutching at this but it is no more
Best be careful now
I foresee another fall back
But it takes some silence
For you to make sense
Of this very
Moment in your hand
Don't you wish to feel alive?
So you won't have to hide
They will steal a little pride
From you
What do you have to hold back?
Once more