Well this isn't the first time, and I'm sure it won't be the last
that I tripped over what I saw was coming
Although I recognized it,
I didn't do anything to keep myself from falling
Do you remember when everything was right?
Smaller versions of ourselves remind us of how it used to be.
They don't speak but they can see and hear everyone's insecurities.
When did we learn it was okay not to care, and our actions don't matter?
Limits to our questions only limit our answers.
Well everything's not right, but its definitely familiar.
I didn't mean to say I'd be the one to change it. But I know what's right for me, and whatever is right for you is fine with me, if you can be someone I can talk to.
Communication breakdown