I used to hear them say of bad news, when it rains then it pours
Fitting for a generation yearning out for more
A story of the ancients etched in relics from before
Faded echoes that survive this vicious cycle that we mourn
No telling how much pain a people can ignore
How much heartache can communities endure?
How much of the problem is systemic and ensured?
How much profit over people can executives procure?
Tension on my conscience, feel it wrenching at the core
The walls are closing in, I need an exit to explore
When precious opportunity comes knocking at the door
Will you dive into the waters or keep standing at the shore?
Long lost but I have found
The bright of day, the here and now
The ways of old are out of view
Before I go, I’m waiting for you
This is child’s play indeed
Realization of wants, hopes, and dreams
Good intentions tangled with vines, thorns, and weeds
Racing through a thicket that blinds, rakes, bleeds
Anxious in our slumber, we moan, beg, and plead
The cart’s before the horse but the eyes don’t perceive
Monster in the flesh that the mind won’t believe
And few among us left with the courage to come clean
I know the sigh of subsisting without the means
Aim that’s off the mark when you drifted by mere degrees
The hunt for explanations and answers we all need
I’ve come to find the truth is much stranger than what it seems
Long lost but I have found
The bright of day, the here and now
The ways of old are out of view
Before I go, I’m waiting for you
Lost but not forgotten
In our struggle no stopping until it’s found
Till dawn has cleared the haze and the bright of the day surrounds
No death before dishonor, no reason for guilt to shroud
No need to check the records, my signature’s in the sound
To capture that potential one seizes the pain
Conquers the doubt and remains up though the weight of it hangs down
You’re thinking on the stage but you’re standing inside the crowd
Leap off the precipice of change for the moment that’s right now
