Lost moments, dreams
Things I’ll never have
But pass within mere
Inches of attaining
Have I lost the edge?
Is this how it’s to be?
I’ve got wild staring eyes
And a strong urge to fly

But there’s nowhere
Left to
Fly to
And I fear I now know
What it’s like
To stay straight-faced
While I cry

Elegance, hate
Things I fear I have
Passed within mere inches
Of control
Have I lost the light?
Is this how it is?
I’ve got wild burning eyes
And I need to fly

But there’s nowhere
Left to
Fly to
And I fear I now know
What it’s like
To stay straight-faced
While I cry

Can you stay
Straight-faced
While I cry?