It's like the thing you've never dared to wonder And always just a touch out of your reach Until you realize that you're it's maker, then it's all you see
You wake alive and only for the first time Finally all the things you've feared have passed You haven't reached your goal, but you know you're growing old and who cares?
In this no sense fighting who you are So release your ghosts and reveal your soul
You find the time and means to tell your story. Cause in the end it's all that will live on. So when you see your brother's fallen help him. Help him up.