Here we are with burning skin

Where we've always been

And we all collide

In the rising tide

Then weather in the wind

We live our lives

Like hands are tied

And dead in days of dreaming

Embrace the race

Of every days

But forsake the feeling

Are we killing time

While these days unwind

We can't see past our own sad stories

And wonder what we're missing

We can't see past our own sad stories

And forget how to listen

Oh

But did there ever come a time

When things weren't so defined

We've given new names

To our hopes and our pain

But love just gets harder to find

We wrestle with what we think we should say

And hang ourselves out in the air

But most of the time

I think you'll find

That we're just pretending to care

And it's a crying shame

How we get so trained

We can't see past our own sad stories

And wonder what we're missing

We can't see past our own sad stories

And forget how to listen

We can't see past our own sad stories

And wonder what we're doing

We can't see past our own sad stories

And forget who it is we're fooling

Oh

Well here we are with burning skin

Where we've always been