this is the way we hang our heads.
this i the way ive learned to accept the things ill never understand.
life makes sense, it makes sad sense.

weve got more of less these days.
as i fumble for the feelings from the photographs of you
i've stashed away ill hold my breath for one more year.
my heart pounds in thirds and fifths to bridge the waves i knew that you would send.

i should have known itd come to this.
theres not much we can gain without taking this risk.
this is life, this is strife, this is what weve learned to call our own.
this is what weve learned to call our home.

this home is so secure.
this is the way that we all laugh when were feeling insecure, when were feeling unassured.
its nothing but the blue and the black, the blue and the black.

as my thoughts speak, my words will miss.
i cant commit, i just cant commit.
i never thought itd come to this, ill never feel the same, im older now.