Worrying just wore me down, dull until indifferent When everything that felt profound was never loud when I was listening It was distant then it disappeared Like whispering to covered ears Then find that every step you took to hear, was only borrowed anyhow If I miss the call to home I can still follow the echo If there's no more youth to lose There's nothing left to lose I'm not angry, I was just acting brave They cut a path for us to run in, and we took off together A thousand laps before we asked a question Blessings blinded silent answers, but offered chances for the guilt to pass Urge the search in taller grass Found an alter and a wizard staff Without a gap between the lesson If I miss the call to home I can still follow the echo If there's no more youth to lose There's nothing left to lose