Some sincerely do belong to the direction they live on   And though you'd like to show you care, your moods are clumsy   The mystery remains unsolved, of why his sister's name was called   And though you'd like to show you care, your manners are rusty      And you live wall to wall to the soul that you've lost   But you can't get it together to piece it back again   It looks like you've cut off your shadow      Do you need it now, to know who you are?   You've been hearing the truths at night   Did you just hear the word "coward"?      What is brave? What is brave if you're not brave?