Late at night when everyone has gone to sleep,
I walk by moonlight up and down my street.
These homes were filled with love, my neighborhood has changed.
All my friends are leaving and it's all a blur.
My mom, my dad, are older than they were.
Everyone's different now. Why should I stay the same?
See these shadows here, and feel the fear. It's hard to be someone.
I am progress, I won't be passed by, I am the second son.
I have those who love me, I shouldn't complain.
Why do I feel guilt when I feel pain?
I've been so quiet for so long I'm gonna scream.
I have thoughts, and sins, and feelings of my own.
I'm not the boy that everyone has known.
There's so much more, there's still so much you haven't seen.
You will hear the sound, walls crashing down. You'll see who I've become.
I'm not Jesus Christ. I'm thawing ice. I am the second son.
And so the mask is coming off that I have worn
Of someone else, cause I was never born
To live another life, I want to live my own.
See these shadows here, and feel the fear. It's hard to be someone.
I am progress, I won't be denied, I am the second son.
You will hear the sound, walls crashing down.
I am the second son.