When we all agree
  will you take it gracefully?
  and years from now
  will you be forgotten?
  i take each day as it comes
  but still i assume it's all wrong
  i remember me in my infancy
  how strange to feel i was braver then
  
  but still
  so many harder things lie ahead of me
  and i will
  not be swayed by your idiocy
  everything's changed
  everyone's gone
  i'm all on my own
  as i knew all along
  and i remember now what i had meant to say
  how strange to feel i was braver then
  
  all i call my own
  all i call myself
  i have spent so long
  without the change i need
  and if i think things through
  it doesn't seem too clear
  as if there's no importance
  in the things i hold most dear