Years spent digging deeper in this hole, where rules and order can take its toll,
Getting callous and calm as my eyes get colder; just another sign I might be getting older…
I’ll never find no peace of mind, ‘cus the past keeps eating me up inside,
And it would be naive to say, that this is wrong and that is right; ‘cus I’ve always seen the world as black and white...
But I must be seeing things different now; I see things changing every day…
...And now I’m sick of always asking questions, and I’m so tired of being the one who doesn’t know,
But if I could navigate this far unaided, if that’s the way I’ve got to go, then I’ll take a simple yes or no...
Because I must be seeing things different now; it’ll have to fall into place somehow,
Yeah, I must be seeing things different now; I see things changing every day…
Fair wind, clear mind, ‘cus I don’t wanna get left behind
Fair wind, clear mind; to be spoon-fed is suicide,
Fair wind, clear mind; ‘cus I don’t wanna get left behind…