| Running, always running
but to where
I see a finish line
but I am never there
the end keeps getting further away
and I struggle onward through days
weeks, months, years
through sorrow, laughter, and tears
a path frought with fears
and contemplation in mirrors
but yet I continue to move
I cannot stop this train
like a juggernaut
like the never ending refrain
it bulls its way forward
this strong melody
I feel its strength
but still I look to see
the finish line further away
I won't reach it today
but perhaps there is a way
so running this path I stay... |
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| Just one more step
that's all I need
one more push
I can make it
If I can just
pick up one foot
and put it down
then maybe I have a chance
to see this through
I can make it
I think I can
At least I will try...
My strength is almost spent
My will is reduced to its lowest
My eyes can't take this much longer
My heart yearns for rest
one more step
that is all I need
and then another after that
I can make it...
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| Oh where did he go?
The warrior I once knew?
I can't find him anymore,
He evades me...
Was I ever that strong?
What have I done?
Where did I decide to run?
I want to come back
to realize me again
can I find the strength?
Have I been waiting,
when I should have jumped?
Did I decide to leave
when I said I would stand my ground?
Did I run away
when the battle pressed in around me?
Did I really?
Who am I now?
who have I become?
Do I still have the strength?
Do I have the resolve?
Can I come back to myself?
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| What is passion
and why does it drive me on?
What is a fire
that it burns within my soul?
My heart longs for something
My mind pulls elsewhere
I must find a balance.
Surely there is a compromise here.
When will my body be at peace?
When will this war of mind and heart end?
I wish to run away from this
to find a way out
to find myself with a conclusion
but it never comes
I pray and scream and long
but it never comes
I throw myself upon my knees
and scream toward the heavens
longing to know where I am going
and to find peace
I know it will find me
I know it comes
I know He will save me
I know He has
My madness is but a moment
My words are but vapors
My mind is but a battlefield
Peace will find me there
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| There are battles to fight
I am standing here waiting
the time for running is past
now I must simply attack
Around me are good men
they will stand through this
They will fight to the death
I pray I can have that courage
to often I have failed
to often I have run at the final moment
I cannot this time
I must face this today
so come fire or sword
I will hold this ground
I will not give until my life is spent
perhaps I will fall in the end
Perhaps my life is ended today
but I will face it without cowardice
if I fall I will fall singing and fighting
I stand here simply waiting... |
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