Wrestling the wolf at the door
Leave a trail of blood on the floor
Victory is mine if I make it out alive
Hands around the neck of my heart
Strangle what I'm dying to start
Bruising like a peach, but I come back every time
'Cause I might just have a stroke of genius
Right about the time I stop believing
It's right there, just beyond
My fingertips, if I hold on
Maybe I won't touch it tonight
But I might
Running down the halls of my mind
Scissors in my hand, trying to find
Something left to say that is worthy of my tongue
Solitary fight with a canvas
Solo flight attempting to land it
Married to a muse I can't stand, but
She's all I ever want
'Cause I might just have a stroke of genius
Right about the time I stop believing
It's right there, just beyond
My fingertips, if I hold on
Maybe I won't touch it tonight
But I
Might stand on the porch
And leave on the light
Lay with Goliath
And look at the sky
'Cause I am a vessel
On a changing tide
And maybe I won't make it
To the other side
Or I might just have a stroke of genius
Right about the time I stop believing
It's right there, just beyond
My fingertips, if I hold on
Maybe I won't touch it tonight
But I might
