we live on a lake and sometimes there are waves i guess that explains why we ve been led astray because if the west is what we need you can bet we ll be heading east we re so easily distracted by the slightest breeze when there s too many roads and far too many shows all these empty highs become too many lows we walk through crowded streets to be by ourselves screaming for help i won t wait to hear them say you were wrong all along we ve been drowning and we ve been doubting i think it s time for a change we re building a home but it s not made of stone a place where we can go to find a lasting hope with our anxious pace life s like an endless chase where we don t know who s after us but we run anyways we almost left without saying goodbye