my lyrics and spirit were not meant to be caged
they were meant to be vented and always replayed
and like the lottery rain i'll be up on the stage
i'll be up in your head like labotomied brains
you ought to be taught to be scared of the reins
cuz when you grab it and have it its hard to be trained
to be one of the best when you're put to the test
to drive it and ride it to the top of the crest
the top of the hill with that prize you find
gold with the weight of what you're worth inside
and in time i'll supersede my limits
but at the moment i'm hoping just to stay in the minute
the hour the second and finish as me
at the end of the day its so hard to just be
hard to just see to trust in the dream
to comprehend that my ends cannot be reached without He
that he is present in my sickest and silence
strength in my weakness he pluses my minus
summit i'm climbin i'm grinding it out
discovering life as i'm finding it now
~peace
