if i grow old i hope to tell all the stories that are never told although the path in front of us is riddled with unpredicted turns and so it burns when our worlds collide let it bring no surprise i m becoming the person who i know i need to be with an outlet to be free for what feeds my sanity we spend our lives dreaming wishing it all away my weathered brain i m so much older than i contain and until our final day i refuse to watch myself refrain when i look at myself in the mirror i can t help but to wonder if things will start to seem much clearer and when our time has come all roads will lead to home i ll grow wise enough to carry the scars we spend our lives dreaming wishing it all away my weathered brain i m so much older than i contain and until our final day i refuse to watch myself refrain heaven s only in our heads human nature has left us for dead heaven is only in our heads i know it s hard to face the truth but we re only passing through we re just a blink in history that s why this is bigger than you and me we spend our lives dreaming wishing it all away my weathered brain i m so much older than i contain and until our final day i refuse to watch myself refrain heaven is only in my head human nature has left me for dead