as you stare   from here to the rest of your life   does it scare you?      somewhere   it became something less than alright   cause it was safe to      you've given up   you give a listen   your ears wide open but..   your eyes and mouth tight shut   you've made it up      i can see you turning nothing   into something good   into something true   into something that might be   beautiful      you sense   the pain that is breaking your back   and you notice      your defense   leaves you no room for attack   and you know this      you've given up   you drag yourself from year to weary year   till there's nothing left but fear   it's pretty clear      i can see you turning nothing   into something good   into something true   into something that might be   beautiful      [break 1]      you place   a bookmark and swear you'll return   but somehow      you can't face   the thought of when you get your turn   you might not know how      you've given up   on everything that makes you feel alive   pretend your satisfied   and let it slide      i can see you turning nothing   into something good   into something true   into something that might be   beautiful      [break 2]      [end]