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