Shortsighted

We spend our youth on the open road And what we chase, no one really knows It hurts to remember To reminisce Nostalgia tears the heart from those we miss We're underground The sun is up But our eyes are down So we hide away And that's enough for now It has to be I've seen some friends break beyond repair Under the burdens that they've had to bear It hurts to watch them suffer To live like this They're always reaching with a sliding grip We're underground The sun is up But our eyes are down So we hide away And that's enough for now It has to be. Used to think I was a good man But I've been wrong before and will be again Will be again Will be again Used to think I was a good man But I've been wrong before and will be again We're underground The sun is up But our eyes are down So we hide away And that's enough for now The sun is up But our eyes are down So we hide away And that's enough for now It has to be