Is the world still turning?
Everything is burning.
I'm trying to fight,
To live in the light.
Now the light has gone.
As disposable as a pawn.
Because the world is burning,
I'm not sure it's even turning.
Life is hard,
I feel the shard.
It's deep in my skin,
I cannot seem to win.
My world is on fire,
It's down to the wire.
We're all rushing through,
Except a single few.
We see the beauty in the chaos.
Because we choose to find it...
Because we know it's there...