Waiting at the door for some kind of life
You never step outside because the fears you
fight
can turn the day to night
But only in your head
And you say you're the only one that knows
Well I don'
Slightly broken from the war
Searching in the fallout
Everything's been quiet here for awhile
I hope you're not let down
I can see up ahead
Something at the skyline
Energy runs up and down my spine
the days have passed when there weren't enough
days before them to say remember when
but you still say i can't wait until and you're
still dreaming
i guess some things never die and the ones that
do ma
Long long way to go
Reading faces and trusting eyes
I realize talk is cheap and slow
Makes me choose from doors
I gravitate to worn out paint broken glass and
dirty wooden floors
This daily routi
ask your questions here
i'll tell you what i know
or at least what i think is so
ask me for my help
i'll give you what i can
but don't always assume that i can lend a hand
if i smile that's ent
I'm not the pavement you're looking for
I didn't come with a view
And I wouldn't trade a box of rocks for things
you think are worth
enough to get a generation through
I don't make my shape with yo
No holds barred you cut my will
Without knowing you're to blame
Only time and truth will tell
If our reasons are the same
And I don't think that you would mind
Sparing no concern for misfits who say o
