I fell asleep one dreary day,
I lost my will, I lost my way,
I ran from all I ever knew,
And feared the call I was supposed to pursue.

I drank from wells set on fire
And filled my voids with unholy desires.
I dressed the part to play the role
And slowly began to lose my soul.

But, when you’re down,
And shadows grow,
And you finally have nowhere else to go,
The only way to rise again,
Is from the power of an eternal friend.

Many leave when you’re at your worst,
When your hearts so heavy, it’s about to burst,
And when many people claim so many titles,
Their efforts are futile, and their time is idle,
Their promises bleed through incisions,
For they can’t possibly understand the mission.

Battles have been the hardest at times,
And memories have played with my mind,
But, I keep marching like any good soldier would,
Even though most of the time I am misunderstood.
I keep on fighting the forces and the fears,
Knowing one day, that I’ll shed a tear.

I keep on giving it my best even when it’s not enough.
For when the waves get too rough,
I keep on believing that one magnificent day.
I’ll see true glory wash away my yesterdays.
I keep on believing that one marvellous day,
I will see the gates of my destiny,

And I’ll be able to make my testimony.
But I swear I’m no phony,
And while I believe in a higher power,
I don’t believe it’s someone who should make me cower.

The higher power is myself,
So, I delve,
Delve deep, and figure out who I want to be,
Because the only one I have to impress is me.

I’m back in the game,
I’m back better than before,
Better than what we once saw.
So, listen close an’ listen hard.

Ain’t nobody gonna fuss,
Cuz nobody got no love for us,
And, there ain't no peace,
there ain't no justice,
And it seem like much of a muchness
But right now, I really couldn't care much less.

Immune to the decadence, I found some meaning
Places I've been in,
Slapping the demons,
Cleansing the heathens,

Rhyme with no reason,
Son of the last season
Soon as I'm on the case,
Soon as I'm leaving

Artisan outlaw,
Long-time ******,
Like George Clooney,
Moody in the midnight,
Can’t stand the light

Steady we on some, looking to lump sum
Pull up a gumption,
Thanks for your function,
There ain't no assumption,

And, as the Holy Ghost touches my spirit
I'm spiritually uplifted,
That's what the spirit did.
I seen the trends, the fads and the phases,
The whole host of points of view,
Brought to the stages.

Now I'm the fogey,
Kicking the bogey
With nothing in between
And no place for me
Yes, I'll take to the trends and split the clichés.

For da rest o’ ma days,
As long as the job continues to pay,
So listen next time I write another track.
Cuz, I promise you that I’ll be back.