It adds up spending a lifetime chasing shadows around
Trying to change where the sun comes from
Tracking dots on a screen, that could just be birds
Or some one or thing that wants to come in to your home
And live there instead of you

You’ve got panic in your eyes, and in your mind
Built like the columns in the sky you made for us all to climb on
But that all got pulled down, and you had to watch it
Digging more holes to pay for your principles
That just get filled up, it got too much to take in

This, this this
Is this what you thought it would be, wanted it to be?
Made it all up in your mind about it
Is this where you thought it would go?

One too many times taken away without anybody caring
It was all too early alone in your hotel room
Letting that broken heart guide you
It’s only showing you more of what you’ve been having
Behind your door on the 33rd story

The only friends on your side are the birds on your window
Not the ones that want to take everything you’ve made
And use it for their own
And tell you nothing you wanted to make made sense
Do you want to tear the world apart or the one inside of you
This, this this
Is this what you thought it would be, wanted it to be?
Made it all up in your mind about it
Is this where you thought it would go?

The interchange
The currents on your fingernails
The energy in the sky
Where everyone can see
Traced over and over above the trees
And inside of them

The birds that fly free
And the ones that stay
They’re made the same
But what makes them brave?
I think it’s struggle
Pacing over above the trees and on them

The towers, the gravity of it
The walls that get built out of necessity
Or to rip the world apart
And make a space by cutting out the trees all around them

The burden of being connected
The risk of failure and no reward
Sit down, be slow, where else can you go?
It won’t erase all the places you’ve come from
Is this what you thought it would be?
Cruel world, in the hands of so few
Where everyone can be of use

You want gold?
You can have it
Dig in the ground, and question
Ask questions
You’re made of the same things
You’re going into that same ground
Is this what you wanted it to be?
Giving ‘em both barrels
Whatever it takes
And picking up the pieces later

Fighting to come alive
Wanting to want
To fix what’s broke
A ghost living inside
Of broken rusty skin

This!
Is this the way you thought it would go?
Still good, mostly new
With a brilliant love to give inside
With nothing to hide
Dozens have failed
I dare you to try
Getting it all out
Leaving it all behind

It’s hard to believe it’s killing you
But it’s killing you
Is this what you thought it would be?