Stalemate

What am I supposed to be? In my life, in your life, in our life, in this life I shut the door and close my sight At the end of the day It’s not the way that it used to be There’s no way I’ll see The beginning of things to come Trapped in the ways of the silent and weak In my life, in your life, in our life, in this life I shut the door and close my sight At the end of the day It’s not the way that it used to be There’s no way I’ll see The beginning of things to come Trapped in the ways of the weak I shut the door and close my sight At the end of the day It’s not the way that it used to be There’s no way I’ll see The beginning of things to come Trapped in the ways of the weak It’s not the way that it used to be There’s no way I’ll see The beginning of things to come Trapped in the ways of the weak