Lyrics

Paralyzed by indecision
With a will to wait
Terrified of the precision
Of a final piece in place

When a chip is on the shoulder
It's a brick on the back
And we're always growing older
Yeah we're always growing fast
And we try to be
But sometimes we just can't leave

So I'll die, I'll die again
When I, when I go cowering
But I'll find, I'll find the wind
To touch my fingers and make me feel my skin

I will always try to listen
To what the thunder said
I watch the sky light up and glisten
But it stays inside my head
And I try to be
But sometimes I just can't leave

So I'll die, I'll die again
When I, when I go cowering
But I'll find, I'll find the wind
To touch my fingers and make me feel my skin

So I'll die, I'll die again
When I, when I go cowering
But I'll find, I'll find the wind
To touch my fingers and make me feel my skin