With fear comes laughter    and I'll hold it in yet another    slow change I unwillingly begin    we breathe the same ocean    of words what will be the lessons    tossed upon the waves I've    earned.    Cause i don't know what's left    falling out of my plans fade    away the memories are going    stronger stance and I don't    know what's left falling out    of high plains roll on with the    passing thunder crashing still.       Tears fall faster when I'm    low within yet another slow    anticipation wears me thin    if we sustain the stones unturned    what will be the path that's    left for us when we return.       Cause i don't know what's left    falling out of my plans fade    away the memories are going    stronger stance and I don't    know what's left falling out    of high plains roll on with the    passing thunder crashing still.       so if i could hum like the wind    if i could hum like the wind    wish i could hum like the wind    if i hum like the wind will I    change .    And if i rush like a wave    if i could rush like a wave    wish i could rush like a wave    if i rush like a wave could i change    easy change       but im buried without a trace im    like a stone everyday    slow the cold face of change    im buried wihtout a trace    blah blah