Shock and Value

It adds up spending a lifetime chasing shadows around
 Trying to change where the sun comes from
 Tracking dots on a screen, that could just be birds
 Or some one or thing that wants to come in to your home
 And live there instead of you
 You've got panic in your eyes, and in your mind
 Built like the columns in the sky you made for us all to climb on
 But that all got pulled down, and you had to watch it
 Digging more holes to pay for your principles.
 That just get filled up, it got too much to take in
 Is this what you thought it would be, wanted it to be?
 Made it all up in your mind about it, Is this where you thought it would go?
 One too many times taken away without anybody caring
 It was all too early alone in your hotel room
 Letting that broken heart guide you
 It's only showing you more of what you've been having
 Behind your door on the 33rd story
 The only friends on your side are the birds on your window
 Not the ones that want to take everything you've made and use it for their own
 And tell you nothing you wanted to make made sense
 Do you want to tear the world apart or the one inside of you
 Is this what you thought it would be, wanted it to be?
 Made it all up in your mind about it, Is this where you thought it would go?
 The interchange, the currents on your fingernails
 The energy in the sky where everyone can see
 Traced over and over above the trees and inside of them
 The birds that fly free and the ones that stay
 They're made the same, but what makes them brave?
 I think it's struggle, pacing over above the trees and on them
 The towers, the gravity of it
 The walls that get built out of necessity or to rip the world apart
 And make a space by cutting out the trees all around them
 The burden of being connected, the risk of failure and no reward
 Sit down, be slow, where else can you go?
 It won't erase all the places you've come from
 Is this what you thought it would be?
 Cruel world, in the hands of so few, where everyone can be of use
 You want gold? You can have it, dig in the ground, and question, ask questions
 You're made of the same things. You're going into that same ground
 Is this what you wanted it to be?
 Giving 'em both barrels, whatever it takes, and picking up the pieces later
 Fighting to come alive
 Wanting to want to fix what's broke
 A ghost living inside of broken rusty skin
 This! is this the way you thought it would go?
 Still good, mostly new
 With a brilliant love to give inside, with nothing to hide
 Dozens have failed, I dare you to try
 Getting it all out, leaving it all behind
 It's hard to believe it's killing you, but it's killing you
 Is this what you thought it would be?