Most of us Hear what's left to say Wanting much Of a broad light day Feels like our day's ending now Feels like we stay in and out Tearing all the walls around down And then lifting all the bricks from the ground Building up What we pushed away Feels like our day's ending now Feels like we stay in and out Most of us Choose to run away Wanting much Of a wasted day Feels like our day's ending now Feels like we stay in and out Feels like our day's ending now But morning might turn things around