I can still see the light at the end of the tunnel shine through the dark times even when I lose my mind but it feels like no one in the world is listening and I can't ever seem to make the right decisions I walk around in the same haze I'm still caught in my same ways I'm losing time in these strange days but somehow I always know the right things to say I don't know what time it is or whose the one to blame for this do what I believe what I can't see and how do you know which way the wind blows cause I can feel it all around I'm lost between the sound and just when I think I know, there she goes -
