getting older wearing loose fit no more dreaming of the prize
you give it all up the only thing still growing is your size
defined by glaciers and groaning like the icepack after dark

when you were younger believing lies the things you said were always true
‘cause you were younger you take up the slack; the sorry lines they feed to you
when you’re going nowhere you know that any road will take you there

i will lay you down to rest, lay me down to sleep
to let my soul and spirit soar (‘cause)
it knows a hundred places it can’t hide
if each of us is living different lies

confined to wanting clinging onto things you know you should not have
becoming smaller shrinking down inside the guts you did not have
confined to wishing
wishing on a star that died a million years ago