At Day's End Lyrics - The Art Of Loss - Redemption

In quiet hours, still awake 

I listen to each breath you take 

And I wonder what you dream about 

How far we've come 

Since we were young 

Our preconceptions now undone 

So I wonder what you dream about 

In mind I might be soaring 

Pushing things to greater heights 

But like Icarus, the flames are real 

And dreams turn into nightmares 

I know my wings might falter once up in the sky 

But I don't want to fall, I want to fly 

I never saw myself as one who went outside the lines 

Our life's momentum takes us, and in an instant it's behind us 

It's sacrilege to take advantage of the blind 

But what about uncertainties that work to cloud our mind? 

If our perception causes us to go astray, 

Who can help us try to find our way? 

I never saw myself as one whose life was just a race out of control 

But in the mirror I see the lines grow deeper on my face 

It's sacrilege to take advantage of the blind 

But what about uncertainties that work to cloud our mind? 

If our perception causes us to go astray, 

Who can help us try to find our way? 

When I look back on all that's happened 

When I look back on choices I have made 

Should I regret the contours of my path? 

The broken cobblestones that I have paved? 

We're only given just so many sunny days 

We're only given so much time to build a life 

Our choices all along the way construct a maze 

And when our time is up we could be trapped inside 

Lost in fantasies and never to return 

While we are building, tearing down or making plans 

The days are vanishing, the world won't fail to turn 

Choices have consequences, limiting our future 

And yet the weight of outcomes cannot be discerned 

Make them wisely, child 

It's hard to look around me now at everything I have 

And not derive contentment from it all 

Dreams made real, and the future unforeseen has played out well 

But is contentment the enemy of growth? 

Could I have overlooked what might have mattered most? 

You must have been something else when you were younger 

You must have been something else when you were free 

When all that you had was time and the world of choices was yours 

And you chose me 

You must have been something else when you were younger 

You must have been something else when you were free 

When all that you had was time and the world of choices was yours 

We spend half our lives repairing bridges that our selfish actions helped destroy 

But it's still so hard for us to recognize that a life is such a fragile toy 

We spend half our lives making disguises; we perfect and use them as our tools 

Then spend all of our remaining years searching for someone we cannot fool 

At day's end we'll throw out our disguises with nothing to defend 

At day's end we'll pick up all the pieces and learn to live again 

When you look back on all that's happened, would you do it all again? 

That's the honest measure of our lives 

Knowing then what you know now, would you choose me once again? 

That's the question carrying most weight at day's end 

I know my wings have faltered once up in the sky 

But even if you're falling, there's still time to fly 

And looking with dispassion at the choices I have made 

I know it's self-defeating to carry regret unto my grave 

I know that there's a reason why my road returns to you 

And why, despite the obstacles we both had to fight through 

We both have had our doubts, but I think we know it's true 

That you remain the best of me, and I the best of you 

And all our struggles, and every time we've cried 

They're rendered meaningless in our embrace 

'Cause we're still standing, and nothing can prevail 

Against a love that's meant to be 

At day's end we put down our disguises with nothing to defend 

At day's end we pick up all the pieces and learn to love again