Started fleeing comfort for something closer to the edge For the view in contempt of my conscience. Thoughts abandoning my shoes but I turn to walk towards home instead Though I am not without weakness I will define what lies ahead Not out of control Now I'm swerving in and out to feel the force of the curve Unchecked I'm fond of danger Nothings really out of line Everyone should make the time To find it Will you ride beside me now Or have I frightened all the words away Not out of control x 3 If we could focus now, I'm certain this would all be clear. Couldn't we last for a while? What if we can? - Instrumental, beginning with an amazing banjo solo Everything around me now will be Reduced to the ground At the cost of a foolish nature Consequence and conditioning all weighing on me to slow my pacing It could all be worth it though, How the hell are we to know? We try X2 Not out of control I'm not out of control Not out of control We're not out Of control Instrumental