All of these fathers with their bald spots Pull to the car line droppin' kids off Sons and daughters of their parent's wounds Parents of their own It'd make some sense if some was made to me Sometimes I don't see love in anything And just when I surrender to my shadow I snap out of it And step into the light I step back into the light Sometimes my mind feels like a valley So I take it to the bar Fill it up like an ocean to drown my troubles in Just to find out what good swimmers they are It'd make some sense if some was made to me Sometimes I don't see love in anything And just when I surrender to my shadow I snap out of it I step into the light I step back into the light (...) When my dreams feel like a rusty rail That I slapped on a coat of paint And as the layers cracked and chipped and failed This wretched lie is all that remained It'd make some sense if some was made to me Sometimes I don't see love in anything And just when I surrender to my shadow I snap out of it Yeah, I snap out of it And I step into the light I step back into the light I step into the light I step back into the light