Most of us
Hear what's left to say
Wanting much
Of a broad light day
Feels like our day's ending now
Feels like we stay in and out
Tearing all the walls around down
And then lifting all the bricks from the ground
Building up
What we pushed away
Feels like our day's ending now
Feels like we stay in and out
Most of us
Choose to run away
Wanting much
Of a wasted day
Feels like our day's ending now
Feels like we stay in and out
Feels like our day's ending now
But morning might turn things around
