When did all these quiet thoughts become so loud And the future that I feared become the now? Does living life ever become more clear? Is it just me and my stupid fears? Do we all cry these perfect tears? Oh, perfect tears When did the darkest of our past become so light And our optimistic hearts drown out with pride? Does this part of life just disappear? Does it define what I do from here? Is it just a lonely space for these perfect tears? Oh, perfect tears When did all these quiet thoughts become so loud And the future that I feared become the now? Does living life ever become more clear? Is it just me and my stupid fears? Do we all cry these perfect tears? Oh, perfect tears When did all these quiet thoughts become so loud And the future that I feared become the now? Does living life ever become more clear? Is it just me and my stupid fears? Do we all cry these perfect tears? Oh, perfect tears