The sick and tired refrain of everyday is branding itself into
you
Discouragement defined by all the times when everything just

falls apart
And your skeletons have broken down the door and left you there
for dead

How do we find a little piece of heaven
In our time before we find acceptance
When no one understands at this point

That a handful of redemption's all we need
From remorse to rebirth finding it hard to think that this is
really true

Ask how long should we wait before we take instead of waiting to
be free
And all, all the fear all the anger falls away

All the days that were wasted cut and pasted fall away
Never walked so tall until that moment when fate and
circumstance collide

When all it takes is a step that you never saw and burdens fall
away