Same

true signs appear in a set
 arrive on time
 a blurry effect
 soothed states in waning worlds
 use that weight
 say its your own
 I'm not agreeing with or hearing everything that you say
 there are a million better things we could be doing today
 warm eyes have come and gone your way
 all free roads on the walk are maybe going to change
 won't be sure
 not at all
 how are we all the same
 step and skip
 a trail of dust is upset
 we're direct on course
 don't break it yet
 I feel our trouble are near the end
 and if I'm wrong I'll take the blame
 I hear a million stronger people saying the same
 I won't ever say I'll never be afraid
 all free roads on the walk are maybe gonna change
 won't be sure
 not at all
 how are we all the same