The boy sank down to the deep cold dark,

A chilling depth in the worst corner of the night,

He just needed some time to think by himself,

Never intended to stay too long from the light,

The boy thought maybe he could use the time

To be alone and reflect on his life,

But as the clock on his hand kept ticking away,

His life had become one with the deep cold night,

Felt, like, a, lifetime, ago

Felt, like, a, lifetime, ago

Used to be afraid, afraid, afraid,

Of staying up too late,

The depths of the earth, once his solace,

Before he knew it became his fate,

His friends from above tried giving their hands,

And all the boy could do was turn away,

Till one gave up, then two then three,

Fooled himself into thinking he wanted to stay,

Thought he didn't deserve to see the sun no more,

And thought the other people in his life agreed,

Believed he was a person who figured it out,

And not the person most in need,

Felt, like, a, lifetime, ago

Felt, like, a, lifetime, ago

Used to be afraid, afraid, afraid,

Of staying up too late,

The depths of the earth, once his solace,

Before he knew it became his fate,

Time can be a peculiar thing,

Especially when the mind's not right,

After crawling out of the deep long dark,

He needed some time to adjust his sight,

Took some time just to start again, (yeah)

For his senses to come back again, (yeah)

All the faces had to reposition themselves,

And had to convince himself he deserved a friend,

Felt, like, a, lifetime, ago

Felt, like, a, lifetime, ago

Used to be afraid, afraid, afraid,

Of staying up too late,

The depths of the earth, once his solace,

Before he knew it became his fate,

Felt, like, a, lifetime, ago

Felt, like, a, lifetime, ago

Felt, like, a, lifetime, ago

Felt, like, a, lifetime, ago