Prove It

If distance was a measure of the space between us

I’d sever my ties to the world

But, I can’t predict that all I need is all I have here

And if you’re brave enough to learn by climbing fucking mountains

Then I’m strong enough to bleed myself completely empty

All I own is all I have here

Not enough

By all means

Be a slob

Lay around and quite your job

Life goes on regardless of

Your protesting that it does

So, by all means

Make your plans

But, first show me that you can

Try and prove me wrong

Life goes on and on and on

Nothing to give

So much to lose

Nothing to prove

So much to do