No one and nothing will ever remain true   somehow someway we will see through    someday maybe this will make sense clinging to something vague   I'm hesitant to hop on all accounts      hesitant to know what lies ahead    hesitant to stick to what might fail   hesitant to trust anyone who walks      in the end is it you or me   no one and nothing will ever remain true   somehow someway we will see through   a clouded outlook claims      anxiety makes my tendons strain   anxiety forces trust in something   anxiety won't let me maintain      [crux of all desire lay somewhere inside dreams and imagery appear nervous laughter doubting fear]      clinging to something vague   I'm hesitant to hope on all accounts    hesitant to know what lies ahead   hesitant to trust anyone who walks   but in the end is it you or me   what happens will be