Everything you hoped for
I've found a way to change
If only I wanted to
To grasp a golden age
If only I wanted to
I pass by this grace
What am I gonna do?
Locked in wait
What am I gonna do?

I chart a course to be brave
Chart but don't follow through
Is this what I call a day?
I need more than I'm gonna do

Every thing and every word
Every silence, every burn
I'm hooked up to a cause to be true
But every time I try to stand my legs have nothing
My arms have nothing
O I have nothing
To be everything, to take every swing
I'm being hit instead
Lord call me up from the dead
2008 PiemericaWritten by Emperor MAR
January 9, 2008
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