Boysetsfire
Handful of Redemption
The sick and tired refrain of everyday is branding itself into youDiscouragement defined by all the times when everything just falls apartAnd your skeletons have broken down the door and left you there for deadHow do we find a little piece of heavenIn our time before we find acceptanceWhen no one understands at this pointThat a handful of redemption's all we needFrom remorse to rebirth finding it hard to think that this is really trueAsk how long should we wait before we take instead of waiting to be freeAnd all, all the fear all the anger falls awayAll the days that were wasted cut and pasted fall awayNever walked so tall until that moment when fate and circumstance collideWhen all it takes is a step that you never saw and burdens fall away
From Letras Mania