Prove It

If distance was a measure of the space between us
I’d sever my ties to the world
But, I can’t predict that all I need is all I have here
And if you’re brave enough to learn by climbing fucking mountains
Then I’m strong enough to bleed myself completely empty
All I own is all I have here
Not enough

By all means
Be a slob
Lay around and quite your job
Life goes on regardless of
Your protesting that it does
So, by all means
Make your plans
But, first show me that you can
Try and prove me wrong
Life goes on and on and on

Nothing to give
So much to lose
Nothing to prove
So much to do