From the recording The City Within
The danger of measuring your own success by comparing yourself to others, or how much you have accomplished by a certain age.
Lyrics
The sun comes up but my head goes down
I’ve been cast aside again
Another change has come around
Things keep moving by so fast
The paper’s running from the pen
Don’t know how long I can last
‘Cause I feel like I’m falling every time they shut the door
Just another stalemate in the never-ending war
Lord help me answer the questions in my mind
And keep me from falling behind
When I get called up to the plate
And lay my sword upon the stone
I hope I’m not too late
What once was warm has now gone cold
Forgetting everything I’ve known
At twenty-three, am I too old?
‘Cause I feel like I’m falling into a broken mess
Gazing through history at the stories of success
I’ve got to answer the questions in my mind
And keep from falling behind
Time is a construct, time has rules
Time can get into your head
And leave you feeling like a fool
Tension causes you to stray
Always learn from what they said
And keep on growing every day
Rejection’s just a word, it’s how they tell you to find another way
And I feel like I’m falling, still I must persist
Time to make some headway on all the things I’ve missed
I’ve got to answer these questions in my mind
Keep me from falling…
Keep me from falling behind