Lost Boys

It’s not where we are going
Or where we have been
And when we finally get there
It still won’t be the end
Question everything
Let go
Faith is not knowing all the answers
And still following them into the dark
It’s why we sing the songs we sing
‘cause they’re in our hearts
And all the ghosts we can’t see
Honestly, they don’t mean anything, anything
And the sobering perspective is
There’s no absolute corrective
To guarantee this is the path we need
Bury a dream
Watch it grow
Question everything
Let go of what you can’t hold
I sing because I can’t help it
It gives me strength to know you’re there
I want your eyes, your ears
The collapsible space between us
I’m alive to fill the air
All the while I’ll know you’re there
I can’t pretend you don’t exist
Impossible as pretending I don’t exist
Faith is believing in all the answers
Even when they tear you apart
When they tear you apart
(Bury a dream
Watch it grow
Question everything
Let go)