I used to hear them say of bad news, when it rains then it pours Fitting for a generation yearning out for more A story of the ancients etched in relics from before Faded echoes that survive this vicious cycle that we mourn No telling how much pain a people can ignore How much heartache can communities endure? How much of the problem is systemic and ensured? How much profit over people can executives procure? Tension on my conscience, feel it wrenching at the core The walls are closing in, I need an exit to explore When precious opportunity comes knocking at the door Will you dive into the waters or keep standing at the shore?
Long lost but I have found The bright of day, the here and now The ways of old are out of view Before I go, I’m waiting for you
This is child’s play indeed Realization of wants, hopes, and dreams Good intentions tangled with vines, thorns, and weeds Racing through a thicket that blinds, rakes, bleeds Anxious in our slumber, we moan, beg, and plead The cart’s before the horse but the eyes don’t perceive Monster in the flesh that the mind won’t believe And few among us left with the courage to come clean I know the sigh of subsisting without the means Aim that’s off the mark when you drifted by mere degrees The hunt for explanations and answers we all need I’ve come to find the truth is much stranger than what it seems
Long lost but I have found The bright of day, the here and now The ways of old are out of view Before I go, I’m waiting for you
Lost but not forgotten In our struggle no stopping until it’s found Till dawn has cleared the haze and the bright of the day surrounds No death before dishonor, no reason for guilt to shroud No need to check the records, my signature’s in the sound To capture that potential one seizes the pain Conquers the doubt and remains up though the weight of it hangs down You’re thinking on the stage but you’re standing inside the crowd Leap off the precipice of change for the moment that’s right now