"Course Correction"

A few degrees and I'm lost at sea
None of the world I knew in front of me
Who knew the place a single choice can lead

We're all a bit diseased
We all fall short of glory
But knowing is whole different story

Course correction
Learning perfection
Every day
Stark revisions
Of our decisions
To make a change

We treat life like it's a game
Like we're not scarred and marred and stained
Because it's easier than feeling pain

The roads aren't always clear as day
Sometimes the only way
Is to go back the way that you came

Course correction
Learning perfection
Every day
Stark revisions
Of our decisions
To make a change
Make a change, make a change
Before you drift too far away