Come take a walk here with me
I’ll show you around my head
This here's my childhood bedroom
Where I used to sit
And dream before I learned that all things end
There's a man who left and walked the halls
He was brave he thought that he was tall
But one day soon he'll get a call
That overnight his friend had gone to sleep
And never saw the day again
If you look behind the curtain
There's the voice inside my head
That's never certain
It's never interested in courage
It just asks me how I'll ever feel content
So I got a job, I fell in love
It was quiet for awhile then I heard it
Said you've been busy growing up
But did ever stop to wonder how it ends?
You’re not meant for this
You’re not good at this
I'm not meant for this
Was I ever really meant for this?
But if you look back in the corner
There's a boy who still writes paragraphs and poems
See there's that other voice convincing him to stay behind
And never trust himself
But one day he couldn't take it
So he stood up on his tippy toes and screamed out
Said I've got dreams and fantasies to show I'm tall at heart
And louder than you now
You are meant for this
You are good at this
I am meant for this
I always have been meant for this
I always have been meant for this
