Greater Than

We still need a warrior for dreams 
 Keep the monsters in the closet 
 keep the thread inside the seams. 
 And we still need 
 a saint for all our sins. 
 Keep our ribcage around our lungs, 
 so our hearts can't let us and and 
 When our hearts 
 begin to feel cold, 
 we'll just crease around the edges 
 into patterns we can fold 
 Just to keep 
 from feeling like we're old 
 We have gotten so old 

 Eventually 
 our heart can't seem to bear 
 all the folding and the molding 
 and the wear and the tear. 
 And it starts to rip 
 as we start to die. 
 And there's nothing we can do 
 but admit that we're scared 
 of changing 
 And somethings just are better 
 not to keep inside. 

 thousand paper cranes, is that all it would take 
 to wish 
 to change 
 everything, back to the way it was before. 
 My friends have grown and gone, 
 they think that they're adults but they know they're wrong. 
 They're not that strong. 

 So could it be 
 the rings inside my soul 
 and the lives that I have lived 
 and the stories I have told 
 Or could it be 
 the nectar in my veins 
 that can help me understand everything in my brain, I said 
 The same things that I can't explain 
 are the same things that keep me insane, 
 because I can't bear the weight on my own. 

 "But Jack, you know the pain of something that can never be explained 
 is the same pain that makes a person grow." 

 But times are moving fast, how come my thoughts 
 are stuck inside the past every time 
 that I wake up feeling new 

 I say, 
 My friends I know it's true 
 I wouldn't be the same if it weren't for you 
 And can I try to change again 
 To grow up into something greater than.