Sleepers-Storm The Bay
You say;
These words,
They should come out so naturally
Seeing as you've have all this time
To sharpen, and rehearse these lines.
These lines.
Between the lies and hopes for happy endings,
I think it's time we stop pretending,
That it can't go wrong.
It can all go wrong.
It's in the way we handle all the let downs.
Keep jumping in, and try not to drown,
In these dreadful odds.
These stack up odds, we have here.
And how long until we can get out of here?
How long will we live in fear?
You say;
These thoughts,
You should hold them so hopelessly,
Knowing that when you talk about it,
Most people think you've just gone mad.
Gone mad.
But I say, it's time we start believing in something,
Different, bigger, and more rewarding,
Than only looking out for yourself.
Looking out for yourself.
And how long until we can get out of here?
How long will we live in fear,
Of holding on so hopefully,
To the things we feel but we can't see?
Or live in fear of hope.
And I believe for one.
I believe in something,
So much bigger than
This world we all live in.
So I'll keep holding on
To the words that I've written
Prove us wrong they said,
So I am.
Holding on so hopefully
To the things we feel but we can't see,
Or hold, or hope to know the difference.
And how long will we live in fear?
Of holding on so hopefully,
To the things we feel but we can't see?
Or live in fear of hope.