Well I’m running out of new words to say
The sky has been the grayest blue for days
And the slowly growing sympathy waits for me on every face
I’m trying to figure out what clever is
I look for clues in awkward silences
And I don’t know what happened but I’ve been this way ever since
And the truth that keeps me up at night
Is somehow hard to recognize
And the wool is keeping both my eyes closed
Everybody knows

There are elephants in every room I see
They softly hum beneath the words we speak
But we’ve sugar coated everything and now it’s rotting out my teeth
And the truth that keeps me up at night
Is the hardest thing to recognize
The wool is telling my eyes what to see and everybody knows but me

To live you have to know what to ignore
Decisions set the good and bad at war
And your life is what you’ve chosen but living is the back and forth
And the truth that keeps me up at night
It’s the hardest thing to recognize
And the wool is pulling my eyes closed
And time’s not what she used to be
She’s turned into an enemy
And all that was in front of me is behind
God knows how I tried