Staring at the marks in the hardwood floor
Thought I saw movement toward the door
I'm a little bit frantic a little uncertain
To take my chance without rehearsing
Is everyone trying, trying to run away
Is everyone eyeing their escape
Staring at the marks as the timbers fall
To reckon with the madness of growing old
I'm a little too careful a little too cautious
That I'll get lost within the process
Is everyone trying, trying to run away
Is everyone eyeing their escape
Footprints through the forest forge a path before us
Though our eyes shine we can't see forward through a mirror
Footprints through the forest forge a path before us
Though our eyes shine we can't see forward through a mirror
Though our eyes shine we can't see forward through a mirror
Is everyone trying, trying to run away
Is everyone eyeing their escape
Is everyone trying, trying to run away
Is everyone eyeing their escape