Seasons of keeping up 紧跟季节

with that constant pace, 与恒定的速度，

and those reasons that tell me 而这些原因，告诉我

not to live consciously. 不自觉地生活。

   

I'm thinking of home, 我想回家，

yeah, what am I doing? 是的，我在做什么？

Just leave me alone, 只是留下我一个人，

I'm not seeing clearly here at all. 我没有看清这里的。

   

Losing the grip, 失去了抓地力，

I stand before I get stuck. 我站之前，我会被卡住。

Those thoughts get thrown away 这些想法得到扔掉

and I move on. 我继续前进。

Yeah, I was hoping 是啊，我希望

those days would just carry over; 那些日子只会延续;

right past the breaking, 右近断裂，

into the comfort. 到舒适。

   

Standing on the verge of losing it. 站在失去它的边缘。

Any bad day might knock me over. 任何糟糕的一天，也许我击倒了。

Leaning on the curb of ignorance, 扶着无知的路边，

and everyone says they've yet to know why. 大家都表示，他们到目前为止还没有知道为什么。

   

I'm thinking of her 我在想她

and how she is doing. 和她怎么做。

Still dreaming of ways 还在做梦的方式

to try and construe it. 试图诠释它。

I'm dealing with problems 我处理问题

still, I know. 不过，我知道了。

And this is the only place I can go. 这是我能去的地方。

   

I'm thinking of home, 我想回家，

yeah, what am I doing? 是的，我在做什么？

I live like a ghost, 我住的像幽灵一样，

and you can see through it. 你可以通过它看到的。

This isn't my problem, 这不是我的问题，

but who's gonna lose. 但谁的会输。

It's all in the mood 这是所有的心情

that I woke up in. 那我就醒了。