there has to be more to this living than just dying but what do we die for?
not the wars of our fathers this blood soaked ground's been dry for years but we can't walk down that path we must pave our own
it's hard to believe the youth lay their bodies down for those they have not met they risked everything, for someone like me but i use these breaths for nothing worth repeating
i need something i can die for here will you show me?
we're all so faut like rubberbands so wound up, unwind!
these days i get so frustrated with my loved ones i cry out, cry out
for something to come and return what a boy once believed in
i can see that my father is falling apart, while my mother sews my father is falling apart, but my mother sows
life is flying by, these days pass like minutes soon seconds won't exist
capture these moments through glass, but don't forget to live each existence
i put all my faith in water expecting some kind of solace
we speak disguised empty words to each other let's just use our hearts
grasses will always been greener until we realize to see this world through closed eyes