Pack your things
Get behind me
Across the border
Show me your skin

A young man’s grace
Lies behind me
Light a candle
Don’t remind me

Celebrate your
Ego’s last stand

So close, open doors
See the things
Never seen
Before

Don’t think it’s
All outside us
It doesn’t lie there
It’s born in us

No one is chosen
No one is lost

So close, open doors
See the things
Never seen
Before

Don’t think it’s
All outside us
It doesn’t lie there
It’s born in us

No one is chosen
No one is lost

No one is chosen
No one is lost