Some things lost
Are better left unfound
Some stones are better left unturned
I know the cause that will put me in the ground
Some fires are better left to burn
I know it's none of my concern
I've grown complacent
In the life I choose to live
I feel the weight of the burden that I bear
I contradict everything I've learned
Shattered pieces on the ground
I should have let the silent dream die out
A quiet shadow surrounds me now
Somethings lost are better left unfound