One step from a ways away, but standing by
Passing through in the pursuit of some perfect truth
Your vacant stares are one way you refuse to see the stars are proof
That your milky ways are simply not right

Take a step from the shadows, let your eyes see light
Let muscle memory take charge, and change fact
Shake yourself awake and don't look back
And don't look so glad

To find yourself caught and crushed beneath
The rigor and rhythm of responsibility
The consequence is pretty clear, so what are you doing here?

Pacing down the line, you're facing questions
Told to turn the lens back, you crack and collapse
As your milky ways relapse and take flight

Take a step from the shadows, let your eyes see light
Let muscle memory take charge, and change fact
Shake yourself awake and don't look back
And don't look so glad

To find yourself caught and crushed beneath
The rigor and rhythm of responsibility
The consequence is pretty clear

So what are you doing here, as omens appear?
What're you doing here, as bad luck draws near?
I'll take you, somehow, to where you can see what I see right now