To wade the trouble of this world
To sing new songs on this cold dark stage
To walk again with these broken legs
To smile again with this broken heart.
This is to the ones that cry at night.
The ones who became men while they were kids
The ones that stretch their arms but no one to grab
The ones who died years ago but still walk the surface.
The ones who lost their way home.
Love will find you. Peace will find you.
Courage will find you and you’ll resurrect.
Your lips shall smile once again and your belly shall be filled with butterflies.
Your heart shall flutter once more.
It seems it’s a slope from here.
It seems death is better.
Summon hope for the future. But for now, stay strong.
