Its a cold night, everyone's telling me “man its going to be alright”
But is it really going to be alright?
There's a revolution in my head tonight.
It's another sleepless night, when the voice in my head is telling me to write
This is more than words on paper, more than what meets the eye,
look deep inside, theirs a message hidden deep behind.
This is my revolution; a war with myself that I have to conquer,
It's me, myself, and I, and there's not another.
I keep my head above the waves, but it feels like I'm sinking deeper,
Deeper into the darkness that rest underneath me,
the unknown of what could have been and should have been,
But looking above the waves my future looks bright,
see the light, just open your eyes,
Its been right in front of you this whole time,
But you have to be willing to surf into the sunset, make it past all that,
Then maybe you'll just be alright.