I watch the sun rise up and scatter All second thoughts and discontent. But why does everything that matters feel shallow? I promised I'd grow somewhat taller Into something else, all by design. But why does everything that matters feel calloused? All I wanted to be I sorted out deliberately. Now I keep crawling back inside my little shell And what's behind me is all that I desire Recall my talk when I was younger. I had the greatest plans of all. But why does everything that matters feel so loose? I can't decide what's worse and better (Be)cause I glorify all I can't have. But why does everything that matters feel so used? All I used to believe I sorted out so painstakingly. Now I keep crawling back inside my little shell And what's behind me is all that I desire I watch the sun collapse and shatter. All trouble that's been building up But why does everything that matters feel so assured?