Flat World Video (MV)

I was in on the joke
But it still went right over my head
How do I manage to choke
On every line that I've been fed?
You say that this ain't your home
As if I'm the shepherd who led
You so far away from the trappings of comfort
My outline on your bed

You've been holding out hope
And it's been holding out on you, too
A century sewn with nothing to show
But rosy cheeks a-turning blue
Your message after the tone, a stone
I sink through holes in my shoe
You're tragedy-prone as if you'd never been shown
The trick to life is just passing through

Didn't know that I could be so young
Am I the only one who's going backwards?
Then again, I guess it's not the end
To get accustomed to
The view from a flat world