Sitting on the verge of some serious decisions/ feeling there are both things overwhelming and missing/ from the peak of my life and this civilized existence/ hitting, shifting, balancing and finally tipping/ in beautiful synchronization/ eyes locked with my generation/ in a plea to maintain our station/ and not for the sake of/ where you love to go on vacation/ for every breath you failed to hold sacred/ I hold a belief in you, better hold it in me/ that we are going to make it/ don't have to look to close/ to see elite have poison in the toast/ they hold high to a God/ with an all to separate view of its place in the human host/ before we check to see who knows the most/ its us, lets just/

Hope, when its clouded, light allowed in, we get loud then/
Desperation, its what the cloud is, it has us shrouded, embrace since you can't be without it, take what good it gives you and try to be about it/

Every instant is the beginning of the rest of your life/ lucky I had a mom who said that instead of goodnight/ hoping it hits you right, tonight it is dark/ tomorrow it will be light/ there is always something wrong, but the sun also rises/ so I trust, with these songs, get you to sing along/ feeling strong? then take your last pay stub/ flip it over draw upon whatever inspiration helps you to wake up/ doesn't matter if its made up/ so is everything around us/ one collective invention, where the thought of anything new astounds us/ perpetually paralyzed by pursuit of perfection it drowns us/ keep taking steps in your direction til our failed destinies and beautiful manifestations surround us/

Hope, when its clouded, light allowed in, we get loud then/