I look to see something past the tears
I look to see something through these fears
But in a world so blinded to good and right,
where must I find the love and the light?
Through my inner turmoil, pain, and blame
where is the right path through this numbers game?
We count the steps and forget the past
and forget those important things that last
The past, the pain, the game; none of it’s the same
when you open your eyes and step from the flame.
You learn to not close your eyes to the bad
but to open closed doors to find the glad
We need to find a way to explain
that there is beauty in this world that will not wain
No, all the beauty in the world is falling
around us in rays of light still growing
Yes there is pain and yes there is blame.
And we know we can’t always fight the shame
but to step out of the frame and live life,
to raise our faith to fight the endless strife.
We know we can keep moving through the fears
although there will be some horrowed tears.
Life is a balancing act now and then.
Still we learn to not give up again
We keep moving, still walking or crawling
to find our place and keep us from stalling.
The world's not all bad if we open our eyes
to the awesomeness in goodness revised.