What a waste of time it was
To wish for wings while watching doves
When the body can't become
Everything the mind is jealous of
So tell me, do you still believe
That courage transcends everything
When the weather won't agree
And you have the will, but not the steel to fight it
Some things are dyed in the wool
But don't fall asleep in the mold
Maybe fear is a color we wear, not part of our shape
When you feel the wind growing cold
And you're scared of losing control
Then really was it ever yours
If you stay or if you run
By default you become someone
Your eyes can't just blame the lens
For the way your world is colored in
'Cause honestly I do not believe
That currents bring us all we need
Search and you will see
Even within waves your hands can stay steady
Some things are dyed in the wool
But don't fall asleep in the mold
Maybe fear is a color we wear, not part of our shape
You feel the wind growing cold
And you're scared of losing control
Then really was it ever yours
When the truth is not all snakes rattle before they bite
So do you blame the aggression or the appetite?
Cause everyone fights a private revolution
Untouched by pills or potions
The consequence of motion
You hear fear in the pause and you know it
Sure, some things are dyed in the wool
But don't fall asleep in the mold
Maybe fear is a color we wear, not part of our shape
When you feel the wind growing cold
And you're scared of losing control
Then really was it ever yours