We've grown too quickly too soon
And our joints are grinding from the pressure
We've known, perhaps, all along
But content to move in one direction

And we've shown how much we've grown
But now were torn in two directions
One moment of realization
Which way to move and in which direction?
We turn and watch the compass spin

I am disconnected
From the only chain that I had ever
Been integrated into
But I am still connected
To the moment that is breathing
And I am not prepared to let it slip away

We've grown too quickly too soon
And our joints are grinding from the pressure
We've grown right through our bones
And now were crumbling with conjecture

One move– two steps too soon
And now were forced in one direction
One moment of realization–
As were swept away in the momentum
The compass spins around again

I am disconnected
From the only chain that I had ever
Been integrated into
But I am still connected
To the moment that is breathing
And I am not prepared to let it slip away

So let (all of) this come undone, I say
And let this be our unfortunate lesson learned today:

That we are alone
We are alone
That I am alone
We are alone—

Lost in our reflections
We're lost in our reflections

I am disconnected
From the only chain that I had ever
Been integrated into
But I am still connected
To the moment that is breathing
And I am not prepared to let it slip away

We're lost in our reflections