When faith alone is not enough. To keep our hands barely above. We look for reason and come up empty-handed. And when our children fight our wars. While we sit back just keeping score.
This place rings with echoes of. lives once lived, but now are lost.. Time spent wondering about tomorrow.. I don't care if we lose it all tonight,. up in flames, burning bright..
Chairs thrown and tables toppled. Hands armed with broken bottles. Standing no chance to win but. We're not running, We're not running. . There's a point I think we're missing.