Meaning Is Sometimes Hard To Spot

It Begins With The Flickering Of Cigarettes

In The Darkness Of A Dorm Room

Somewhere In The Suffocated Mid-west

And If This Is Real Then I Was Mistaken

And If There Is Truth Then Why Can't We Find It?

Beauty Comes To Those Who Have Been Waiting For Something

Bigger Than Themselves

This Is The Sound Of The Hopeless Kids

As They Scream From The Basements Of The Houses Of Their Parents

And This Is The Sound Of The Hopeless Ones

As They Stare Down At Their Books

And Realize They Have Been Lied To

But If This Is Real Then I Was Mistaken

And The Vision Fades As Quickly As It Came

Consistency Like That Which I Have Craved

Is That People Change So Unexpectedly

And Realization Finds You In A Drunken Airport

Some Planes Depart And Others Never Arrived

So With This In Mind I Don't Plan On Waiting

If Its Time To Leave And Break These Old Ties

Without Something Else This Vision Is Fading

But Until Its Gone The Pain Will Make Us Try

But This Is The Hope

I Have Been Searching For

As The Wings Catch The Sunlight Of This Cold Nebraska Skyline

This Is The Dream I Am Dying In

I Will Wake To Find Tomorrow

Be Content Without Perfection

But If This Is Real Then I Was Mistaken

And If The Vision Is Gone Then I Was Not Aware