High Fidelity

17 and just a boy Starting out my needlepoint Barely formed a point of view Let alone a path to hold on to But I can feel it as the wind blows I can feel it in the shadows I can feel it as the wind blows, calling me 23, and caught between Zealous work or playing the libertine Backed myself to roll the dice Out of lust, or love, or poor advice But I can feel it as the wind blows I can feel it in the shadows I can feel it as the wind blows, calling me "Is this the life you wanna lead?" Still reaching Blame it on high fidelity Is it okay to always be still reaching? Blame it on high fidelity At 28, I contemplate All the plans I laid and failed to make Chasing tails, receding trust And this endless heist of yearning luck But I can feel it as the wind blows I can feel it in the shadows I can feel it as the wind blows, calling me "Is this the life you wanna lead?" Still reaching Blame it on high fidelity Is it okay to always be still reaching? Blame it on high fidelity, ay-ay Have I fallen away? All my life falling away Have I fallen away? Fallen away, fallen away Have I fallen away? All my life falling away Have I fallen away? Fallen away, fallen away