Oh what a sight to be seen
I left my wits back up in a tree
Where I used to climb before I was a teen
Next to an old woman's cat and a young man's dreams
And we're all waiting for them to fall into our hands
Will we learn to climb or keep standing at the base, shouting our demands?
And no one is listening yet we scream
Let us have our own lives back
There's something I've been missing and I would love to ask
Do you ever feel ashamed enough to say
That this life we live is flying us first class to an early grave?
And did you ever find your own reality above your head swaying in the breeze?
Our voices shake the trunk we stand in front of but it never breaks
Gravity is holding us down and it's raising the stakes for me
And we're all waiting for our lives to fall back into our hands
Will we learn to climb or keep standing at the base, singing?
Do you ever feel ashamed enough to say
That this life we life live is flying us first class to an early grave?
And will I find my own reality right where I want it to be?
We climbed so far
We got what we came for
And in the end, this backyard isn't mine anymore
This backyard isn't mine
This backyard isn't mine
This isn't my backyard anymore
Anymore