Spare me the advice
'Cause I'm sick of sleepwalking everyday
Simply following the pavement
The finish line has been erased
There's no antiquated dream to chase
The torch was passed on while you slept
Standing by while it dies without the promise you made to yourself
Won't let myself be content, happy
With a choice I made
Only regret it when the passion fades
And I could leave here
Ignore the seeds we've sown
But this bed is so dear, I wanna see it overgrown
Spare me the advice
'Cause I'm sick of sleepwalking everyday
Simply following the pavement
Improvise my lines
'Cause even if its riddled with mistakes, it's not too late to change
You've never seen it quite like this before
Canvas has changed, nothing's the same
What strings keep pulling you this way?
If it sustains you, is it the art that suffers?
Purpose evades you, now you're dull and gray like the others
It looked so much closer
From on the giant's shoulders
Feeling so much older
I don't know what I want from this
It looked so much closer
From on the giant's shoulders
Feeling so much older
I don't know what I want from this
And I could leave here
Ignore the seeds we've sown
But this bed is so dear, I wanna see it overgrown
Spare me the advice
'Cause I'm sick of sleepwalking everyday
Simply following the pavement
Improvise my lines
'Cause even if its riddled with mistakes, it's not too late to change