Sometimes you know the end before the story’s started
Like you’re in an evil plot leaving you dis-hearted
But you’ve worked so hard to get there, you’ve put in everything
When you come up for air, signs are as bad as anything
Sometimes you need to change the lines, to make sense to you
Sometimes you need to change the colors, especially the blue
If your plan won’t stick, and reality’s too thick, you need a new world to suit ya
Trash old dreams in the bin, and rewrite the future
It’s hard to track the thoughts back once you’ve gotten lost
Like if you have to start all over, and learn how to even talk
All your memories are still there, but you can change your mind
You’ll make it step by step, one chapter at a time
Sometimes you need to change the lines, to make sense to you
Sometimes you need to change the colors, especially the blue
If your plan won’t stick, and reality’s too thick, you need a new world to suit ya
Trash old dreams in the bin, and rewrite the future
Let your hand tow your mind, start to act before you think
You can choose your ride, if you dive deep enough into the ink
Sometimes you need to change the lines, to make sense to you
Sometimes you need to change the colors, especially the blue
If your plan won’t stick, and reality’s too thick, you need a new world to suit ya
Trash old dreams in the bin, and rewrite the future
Rewrite it
Oh, you can change it
Rewrite it
Yeah, you can change it
Rewrite the future
Your future