I've been thinking againnAbout how I tend to fade outnLike the stars in the skynWhen there's too much light down on the groundnI disappear without a tracenIn shame, I try to hide my facenCause when asked to do something greatnI blend into the crowdnnI've been sinking againnIn that dangerous part of my mindnThe one where hopelessness, envynAnd self deprecation residenAnd it pulls me in like I've stepped in sandnAnd each thought I have is a marching bandnDiscordant notes, but with a soldier's stancenAnd so I fight this warnnI've been lying againnTo myself and my friends for some timenI've been playing this gamenWhere I take a name I get assignednAnd I flail my arms, but speak no wordsnI hear guesses, saying I'm not surenBut when the game is over, and it's not my turnnThe charade rages onnnI've been smiling againnTo strangers I meet on the streetnEach one has a storynA scarring that makes them completenAnd as they board their bus or ride their trainnI wonder if I picked their brainsnIf I would find out that we're all the samenA people out of lovennI've been singing againnTo the dismay of a couple of mennThey say they've seen it beforenAnd I'm looking for pity againnI know I may not break into new groundnBut I'm sure I'm making honest soundsnSo don't pigeonhole me with that goddamn nounnYeah, keep your adjectives awaynnNow I'm waking up on tile floorsnAnd I rest my back on wooden doorsnAnd I've laid my head down here beforenSo it's here I'll call my home