Quarter to
Foreseen violence
When all the rage
Climbs out of the silence
This paper and pen
Always been the weapon of choice
Flavored in red
Tryin' to keep from raising my voice
And I sing
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Now it's quarter to two
Amidst all the silence
Fighting dawn on a page
Away from the violence
This paper and pen
Always been the weapon of choice
But it's feathered in lead
Always second guessing my voice
So I'll sing
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Finally home
Givin' all that I know
That'll let me be
Oh sеarchin' my soul
For a word that'll show
Just how much I see
But I sing
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
I found a way
To feel away
I finally found my way back home
I found a way
To feel away
I finally found my way back home
Wherе I sing
Oh, oh
Oh, oh (I finally found my way)
Oh, oh
Oh, oh (ooh I finally found my way)
