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