Insight
Guess your dreams always endThey don't rise up, just descendBut I don't care anymoreI've lost the will to want moreI'm not afraid, not at allI watch them all as they fallBut I remember when we were youngThose with habits of wasteTheir sense of style and good tasteOf making sure you were rightHey don't you know you were right?I'm not afraid anymoreI keep my eyes on the doorBut I remember
Tears of sadness for youMore upheaval for youReflects a moment in timeA special moment in timeYeah, we wasted our timeWe didn't really have timeBut we remember when we were youngAlll God's angels bewareAll you judges bewareSons of chance take good careFor all the people not thereI'm not afraid anymore