Why do you live knowing you'll die?
I pondered this for a while
because it doesn't come that often
that I am struck with a question
finally I had a question as an answer
why do you smile knowing you'll cry?  
I was proud for coming up with an answer
when I heard the new question come up
why do you cry when you can smile?
And then again I was left struck
for in my head that never came up
question after question left unanswered
only pondered and pondered again
why do you live knowing you'll die?

How wind storms so violently, how peace finds no place.
How danger seems to look you right in the face.
So how do you stay alive in a world with so much hate?
How colors seem to fade.
How I see that look that look on your face.
How do you find a place
when wars never fade and the dark keeps you awake?
Will hate ever fall and bring peace to us all
in a world with so much hate?
You hate the world until it falls to the ground
then realize it was great but that’s what happens
to a world with so much hate.

I'll call you hidden
I can almost just see you as you are
As someone I might actually like
But you try to be someone who'll be liked
And I know what it feels like for society to push you to that
But that's not how you know me so I won't tell
So I'll call you hidden

I'll call you cookie
'Cause although your sweet
It's not long before you're gone
So I'll call you cookie

I'll call you hugs
You're kind and caring
You're warm
You're understanding
I miss you when you're gone
I'll call you hugs

I'll call you home
You bring me warmth
You're comfortable to be around
And somehow everything leads back to you
I'll call you home

I'll call you music
You have many moods
But I love them all
You're inviting
And you make me feel worthwhile
I'll call you music

And you
You I'll call you beautiful
You know why?
Because you are

If you hide from your troubles
would you really be free from them?
If you ran away would they still follow?
What if you left your past behind--
would your decision haunt you forever?
If you left your past behind and you regretted your decision
could you still run back and reclaim your past?
If you left your past behind would you even know you had one?
Do you really want to hide from your troubles?