I look around and it`s the same old situation on a different day
These masses of confrentation beating me down
I`m picking at the pieces to put them all back into place
A never ending crossword of questions colaberates
While asking myself, where are we going in time?
But hey, everyday, I`ll pick my feet up off the ground
And well hey everyday you`re gonna see, I don`t make believe
That everything is okay, but in the end
The life that you choose to lead is your fate
You`ll see
Communication with yourself and asking, Is this really where
I want to be?
No Way!
Patronized, antagonized, and bound beyond the boundaries of everyday life
A mutual enmity for a system of conformity, and asking myself,
Is this really where I want to be?
Anchors away, don`t let it drag you down oh no!
Well I know by now, but keep wondering how
How many times will I fall?
I`ll keep standing tall!
Well everything you talk about and everything you see!
Everybody`s trying to tell you who you want to be!
Don`t try to seperate reality from dreaming!
Trust yourself, keep on believing!
I think I can is all that you can really tell yourself
Keep moving on and moving on and someday my friend oh yeah you`re
gonna see!