The Stoic

You know I'm afraid

Every now and then I fall apart

Well there's truth inside every lie

And there's truth behind your eyes

It happens everyday

It happens that I need you now like this

'Cause you never gave any sign

And you never heard my side

Now that we have made it this far

Will we go our lives

Always see the best in others

But never in ourselves

Take it with the grain

Take it with another pound of salt

And you never had any right

And you'll never get it right

Now that we have made it this far

Will we go our lives

Always see the worst in others

But never in ourselves

Every now and then we all create

That which we know we are not

Every step of it along

The way couldn't help me get back

'Cause it's taken all I've got

Now that we have made it this far

Will we go our lives

Always see the best in others

But never in ourselves

Is it in the walls that we all create?

Or the words that we never say?

Could it all fall down?

Would we all fall down?