I can’t weep anymore For childlike wonder Or my past Or my past life's innocence And I can't keep waiting For things far beyond me I'm so stretched out from searching But I'm starving for what I need Oh I heard you lie That to live is to die But you don’t grow because you don’t know But you can if you’d like Placing wings on the soul While you're still growing old Take a minute and breath There's still something to reach Unclenching your fist Because the thing you resist Turns out was your whole damned life Maybe make believe is paint on a life turned gray And turning old is a lie holding you in place Well I weep for minds that wander There’s no map back down to Earth Can someone call my head, because it seems my eyes have blurred Life got caught on cruise control Can you help me back to speed You can look but you won’t really see The fight inside of me And maybe make believe is just the price for the brighter day And maybe turning old is fine if it can’t hold you in place And it’s just a matter of time Watch me as I unwind Held together like a crumpled paper ball Another stanza of the ever-playing song And maybe make believe is paint on a life turned gray And turning old is a lie holding you in place La da da da da oh oh oh oh oh oh whoa whoa La da da da da oh oh oh oh oh oh whoa whoa