As I stop, and take the time
To inventory, the inside of my mind
I realize, its not as full as it used to be.
With images of justice, or desires of liberty
The world has changed, or is it me that's new?
A different set of morals from a different set of clues
So still I wonder, is this all there is to life?
The ever changing cycles, in a world that's damp and ripe
There must more, yeah my heart I hold to this
Ive enjoyed love and Ive seen the peace and bliss
But as you know, all things must end, except the need for faith
And the spirit that's within to keep you strong
Move forward with power, program yourself to feel
With depth enough to know whats up and heart to sense the real
Where you at ?
As I stop, for the frame we set aside
Below the baseline a secret place awaits for us to hide.
To pass the time as the war goes on-and-on.
A post-apocalyptic sunset, a post-apocalyptic dawn.
Of just a though of the world we want possessed
A place that wasn't honest was just a house with an addre