Eyes have a tough time turning around
Minds wander off but can they be found
(Can they be found)
These days
Best left alone are gone for good
Oh and you swear its good
Have we seen the end while overlooking our ideals
Are we too afraid to feel
In Spite
Of changing our direction
In Spite
Of reaching for the past
In Spite
Of lavishing and lashing out
In Spite
Our views
On the stand in the back room
Take what you know, take what you know, take what you know
Take it with you
Losing sight
Could lead us on and on around the center
On and on without the slightest clue
Here we are
We might be screwed
In Spite
Of changing our direction
In Spite
Of reaching for the past
In Spite
Of lavishing and lashing out
In Spite
There goes the sun
Fading in you
This is the start
Of the deluge
Reach for your thoughts
Pull your head out
And you might not have to wonder what to do
Do you know what to do
Do you
In Spite
Of changing our direction In Spite
Of reaching for the past
In Spite
Of lavishing and lashing out In Spite
In Spite
In Spite