The Things That Keep You Alive

People always say one day They'll change it around Maybe I'll change it all tomorrow While the subway sounds Got the heat and thunder It's coming out Yes I could wait until tomorrow But it's killing me now I'll make my peace I'll make it anyway What is the point of being young Without the risks that you take Some day, some day yeah Maybe some day How many people are asleep to this sound Where are the dreamers that came running When they built this town How many times have you been told that it's all pointless And look at where you are now So used to killing sounds The sound of your dreams The sound of your melodies The sound of your favorite things The sound of all the things that Keep you alive Tell me is it crazy That every few years I cut some ties and think of all the things I missed through my tears And then I see Someone I know Pushing the boundaries of the people That are telling me no I'll make my peace I'll make it anyway What is the point of being young Without the risks that you take Some day, some day yeah Maybe some day How many people are asleep to this sound Where are the dreamers that came running When they built this town How many times have you been told that it's all pointless But look at where you are now So used to killing sounds The sound of your dreams The sound of your melodies The sound of your favorite things The sound of all the things that Keep you alive