"Behind"

I never hoped to be a sage or a seer
I'm just another singer reaching for a song
But I'm tired of asking the eternal questions
Not knowing if the answers that I think I know are wrong

Been looking out for something to believe in
But faith is hard to come by in these times
And I can't help but judge myself severely
Who can take the punishment and fit it to the crime?

I think I'm walking backwards
I don't trust in my own mind
I keep hoping it's the right thing
To leave these things behind

I've tried so hard to understand the meaning
Of some things I was never meant to know
All this time standing on the outside
Knowing I should leave but never knowing where to go

And what I know could fit inside a thimble
A drop of wine at the bottom of a glass
Frightened of the last breath I'll be breathing
There is no comfort now in knowing all things soon must pass

I think I'm walking backwards
I don't trust in my own mind
I keep hoping it's the right thing
To leave these things behind

So if I seem a prisoner of my own thoughts
If I sometimes mock reality
If my mind tends to slip into oblivion
Looking for the things I know are there but just can't see

I'll satisfy my mind with poet's nonsense
I'll be content with someone else's song
The melodies that keep me from believing
That all the things that I believed were vapors all along

I know I'm walking away from you
I know I've lost my mind
I'm wondering if it's too late
Now that I've left it all behind

Now that I've left it all behind
Now that I've left it all behind
Now that I've left it all behind
Now that I've left it all behind