We wait in doubt through the work of belief shattered dreams shackled by the means
Each of us with mustard the part of a narrative scream vengeance via violence in part
Grow through the grace we have been elected to take just look above to the love
Through the notion of barriers we need to grow wings in its place by its narrative

inside we forget neither spot nor swing in quite a tangible swing you see
we elect torn on the bridle of its cage falling head nose and deaf to the gathering
I'm sweating never getting through the sorted mass appeal staying ever stronger
need to grow wings as we labor for the tender waiver on each episode stand elect
frozen in time brightened values cringe more then a dime there is shear relevance

Life is not a waste while you shiver as a snake feeling helpless in the gate
there are magical gestures to perform grab the ox by its horns corner the plow
burning ever burning bridges in the silk radiance of its call
We all need a reason to believe close to knock you to your knees

It's never scary when your head is in a song
pull back a toast to reason in the situation
there walks in a union of friends captured between the moment in time
There is a direct violation to stand between the hour of forgiveness
Please help me my faithful friend

love should spring a happy shield
time well spent in thought can't be bought
shackled beyond the resistance in which to climb in the surface to shine