I've been staring back at you With nothing to say and You watch me sit and overthink With no words for the page and Some kinda wall we try to build It's a troublesome age and I fear of standing up alone With no songs for the stage Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh-oh And I've reached the top of the mountain The hours it spent and Some mild cloud cover had fallen No view of anything and How would you even know Of any beauty down below The summit was condensation and wind Which isn't fulfilling Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh And you can see a light in my heart The pieces I've yet to place To form something I'm yet to face The smallest thing I can't seem to kick The smoker's stuck on nicotine The honey bee neck in coffee drinks And can you feel the moment of truth? We're hanging on their every word Preaching gospel yet unheard And can you feel the moment of truth? We're hanging on their every word Preaching gospel yet unheard And please don't let this worry me more I'm getting greyer everyday Soon I'll have nothing to say I hope it kickstarts everything I hope it kickstarts everything I think I'm 'bout due for a win I think it's about time, that I won The Mets are looking at 30 years The Panthers have nothing to fear And maybe it will be their year Maybe it will be their year Maybe it will be my year Or maybe it will be Just more bad luck