Lyrics: Quicksand. Slip. Fazer.

Standing like a sore thumb out, notice your image is different
Traits that change, it's just too quick follow on
Clues and guess what, that's what, it's like
Follow your ups and downs
It's safe to say that I can't tell

All sense aside left out in the cold
Sight of your routine getting old
Blame some indifference inside
Taken on shapes not too selective
Just what you find

Looking for seconds of peace of mind
Pieces of something to hold on to
A job that you just can't hold down
Distracted for seconds, you're gone
Follow your ups and downs
Safe to say that I can't tell

All sense aside left out in the cold
Sight of your routine getting old
Blame some indifference inside
Taken on shapes not too selective
Just what you find, where you find it

Distracted for seconds you're

Needing to find something, is everything okay
I hope you find your niche, someday soon
Easy to change your phase to move from where you stand
But you got to keep that face each change you plan

Wonder is everything okay?
The problem is hesitation