• Can you really give a name to a feeling
    so fleeting,
    so insubstantial?
    Can you really understand all the meanings
    of these feelings?
    So circumstantial.

    But nonetheless I never knew
    What it feels like to be through
    with a part of my life I've been pushing away
    all this weakness and strife, oh I wish I could stay.

    But the world is changing around me
    The things I thought I once knew
    Never cease to astound me
    My blurry vision askew.

    Can you really give a name to a feeling
    so fleeting,
    so insubstantial?
    Can you really understand all the meanings
    of these feelings?
    So circumstantial.

    But nonetheless I never knew
    what it feels like to be through
    with a part of my life I've been pushing away
    all this weakness and strife, oh I wish I could stay.

    But I can't go back on decisions
    Promises I would change.
    There's chaos, my mind's a collision
    and I can't seem to arrange

    These words into names for a feeling
    so fleeting
    so insubstantial.
    This painful wound is still healing
    from those feelings,
    so circumstantial...

    And if I ever got the chance
    To change the outcome, then perchance...

    I'll find a name for this feeling...
    So fleeting...
    So insubstantial.
    The words are slowly revealing...
    the ceiling...
    of this cage.

    And if I should happen to find the key...
    I still might not want to be free.
    But at least, maybe, I'll find
    me.