Time stands still when I’m talking to you about all the things that we have all been through. Like how these days people fake their smiles, live within denial and lose their inner-child. Lead me down, lead me anywhere but out. I’m not giving up, giving up on anything. When you need me know I’ll be nowhere to be found, because I’ve given up. I’m giving up on faith. All breath is lost as you wander the room past the dark, the hated, senseless, and the doomed. You reached your hand out and they gripped it tight. Then you ripped the shades to let in all the light. Give me strength, we need everyone to lead. We’re not giving up, giving up on anything. Stand up straight. We can’t leave this up to fate. What’s here was always meant for us to take. When all seems lost and never to be found, the happy thoughts we hold on tight to help us guide the way back home. The storm leaves soon, but I won’t stay. We’ll walk waist deep until the levees break. We’d rather fight for air amongst the waves than float away and have our colors fade.