'm tired of superstition, a temporary choice
Afraid of my condition speaks this a silent voice
I'm tired of walking softly, to avoid a sin
But I have run in circles to find that crash within
So why don't you say anything, anything at all
Too afraid to say, anything, straight faced through it all
When circumstance is binding then fate will lead to doubt
Of the endless quest for finding what my faith is all about
And paths are only crossroads to the next degree
Where steps must be imprinted before I stand
Where I long to be
So why don't you say anything, anything at all
Too afraid to say anything, straight faced through it all
I have walked in evolutions
That strive to reach past this
But circles don't unravel to the life
That I've so missed
That I've so missed
So superstitions bind me concretely to my place
Until I can stop searching for the answers in your face
So why don't you say anything, anything at all
Too afraid to say anything, straight faced through it all