this is a kind of surrender:
to stop then carry on
you walk in to an empty space
and wonder why, you wonder how
what's going on?
this is your story
of where you wanted to
the breaking down and breaking through

i know that you
you think of yourself as someone who's lost
who's sitting on the fence
where you can't carry on but there's
nothing really wrong
trouble's forgotten you

a picture speaks a thousand words
each and every one of them's a lie
just look out on a sunny day
every frame of your existence is the question
why .you've the puncture marks of living
and a cold wind blowing through
the feeling so scared but still wanting to

'cause i know that you
you think of yourself as someone far gone
who's sat up on a shelf and you can't carry on
but there's nothing really wrong
trouble's forgotten you

and the only thing to say
is that you don't know what you did
but you did it anyway

when i know that you
you thought of yourself
as someone who'd lost, was sitting on the fence
like you can't carry on
but you can't carry on
'cause there's nothing really wrong
trouble's forgotten you