Season of my discontent As I try to find some space to breathe Broken dreams buried in the sand with my bare hands One step forward Two steps back I've just lost track I know, I know, I know, I know, I can say things that aren't so wise Give me some reason to believe Youth is wasted on the young Or so I'm told I know, I know, I know, I know, I can say things that aren't so wise Give me some reason to believe See past what I despise Cover up these scars I walk the straight line I walk the straight line