Out of Step

How does one remain engaged with life, so incomplete Gaping holes in mind and heart, will have you take a seat From there, you're left to fence the goings on throughout the day Observing in third person, what you do and feel and say Exhausted, you will hide and find a place to rest your head Remains whirl round inside, while lying still upon your bed Inevitably moving, subjects bring you to comply To live, out in a world so lacking, you could wish to die TELL ME IT'S NOT TRUE, OR TELL ME YOU KNOW SHE GOES ON! TAKE ME TO YOUR LEADER I WILL RAIL THAT IT WAS WRONG! EVEN IF IT'S TRUE AND YOU KNOW BEST WHAT'S MEANT TO BE! I'LL TELL YOU WE LOST BEAUTY HERE THAT WE DESERVED TO SEE! Madness stills and mundane forces push you to advance So off you go to follow in this unfamiliar dance And as the world now plays the saddest tune you've ever heard You realize you're listening and hearing all the words