The Panic

Shouldn't we be loved, shouldn't we be making plans?

We're standing on our own

If I leave the panic of today I wouldn't have to hang my head tomorrow

I can feel the seconds slide away, a lonely mechanism to start over

And it's such a steel, cold, grey, the color of a long lost day

Carry it on, carry it off, it's such an obvious response

Why do we always sleep alone?

Taking it out, keeping it in, how do we know where to begin?

Deep in our hearts we sleep alone

If I lock the panic deep inside

Could I become conditioned to the silence

All loneliness aside, is this the way I wanna face subsistence?

And so I paint a steel, cold, grey, in honor of a long lost day

Carry it on, carry it off, it's such an obvious response

Why do we always sleep alone?

Taking it out, keeping it in, how do we know where to begin?

Deep in our hearts we sleep alone

Shouldn't we be loved, shouldn't we be making plans?

We're standing on our own and holding out our fears

Shouldn't we be loved and surely we can understand

We're never on our own, shouldn't we be home?

Carry it on, carry it off, it's such an obvious response

Why do we always sleep alone?

(Holding our own fears)

Taking it out, keeping it in, how do we know where to begin?

Deep in our hearts we sleep alone

(Shouldn't we be home?)

Deep in our hearts we sleep alone

(Shouldn't we be home?)

Deep in our hearts we sleep alone