I was always on the outside looking in
Still haven't found the best way to keep a friend
I lost my love of waxing poetic
No longer feel like i'm prophetic
I used to speak the voice of the angels
They fell silent and now I only speak for myself
I used to watch the shadows with the rest of them
Then I left and just found a new cave, new fire, new shadows on the wall
I'm so tired from holding it together
There's only so many storms that I can weather
Everywhere I go there's a flock of crows on the telephone wire
They must be omens, I feel the times are turning dire
I used to feel like I had something to say
Everyday, I offered praise, now its just malaise, I'm in a daze
I'm far away, lost in a maze, long for old days, have an endless gaze
Staring into space, trying to find face, how do I escape the rat race
There must be more to life, than to pass the time
There has to be a reason, there has to be a reason
Logic don't fail me now, there has to be a reason
Why are we here
Why are we here
Why am i here now
Why can't I just be here now