Two hands hold my fathers cup
One says drink the other’s stuck
On everything I’ve tried to push away, push away

When the Devil whispered in my ear
That I could live a thousand years
If I stay on the straight and narrow way

It's in these bones, but some people never see
They won't wake up from the dream
And go it alone
Unless we grow, transform in others’ eyes
Cascading butterflies into the unknown

And we think:
If we let this one brick fall,
we’ll lose the whole damn wall