The sick and tired refrain of everyday is branding itself into you

Discouragement defined by all the times when everything just falls apart

And your skeletons have broken down the door and left you there for dead

How do we find a little piece of heaven

In our time before we find acceptance

When no one understands at this point

That a handful of redemption's all we need

From remorse to rebirth finding it hard to think that this is really true

Ask how long should we wait before we take instead of waiting to be free

And all, all the fear all the anger falls away

All the days that were wasted cut and pasted fall away

Never walked so tall until that moment when fate and circumstance collide

When all it takes is a step that you never saw and burdens fall away