When we were young we weren't kind to ourselves Crashing in kitchens and god how smelled We couldn't imagine a future that held It's a hard, hard thing to believe in yourself And harder still when money's on the line While you're waiting on the answer The question falls to the side Though you're walking try to remember When someone gave you a ride While you're working, building your mansion Someplace away in the sky Though you're wandering remember When someone kind put you up for the night City to city just desperate for sparks Barking out shinbones, so pitch was the dark Who needs the end? It's enough just to start And it's a hard, hard thing just to name what you are And harder still when you don't know How or why While you're waiting on the answer The question falls to the side Though you're walking try to remember When someone gave you a ride While you're working, building your mansion Someplace away in the sky Though you're wandering remember When someone kind put you up for the night