Just started to focus
There's too much to think about
How's it gonna go down?
We'll find out
You can buy your confidence from sages in the west
You can take your compass and navigate to where you met
You can build a fortress out of leaves that turn to red
But you can't find a refuge from the thoughts inside your head
Come on, where are you gonna go?
There's too many people standing in this room
It's time to go
Come on, I wonder why you care
About all of these people standing here you'll never see again
Swing sets in August are empty
Where the kids at? Where the kids at?
We live in smoke stacks between trees
In the wasteland, in the wasteland
Why do you only care for yourself?
Why do you only fight when it helps you?
Isn't there anybody else?