Pull yourself up
grip the chains that hold you up...

Wake up gasping
its just a dream, just a dream...

I'm a thief
Of this gold wedding ring...

Covered in scars
No one else can see...

Paradise is being able to walk without having to...

I walked those halls,
Confused of my feelings...

Looking out into the crowd
So many people...

You never knew
But every smile...

Carry your flag of peace
Dragged through mud...

There's a story behind every word
Pain speaks for itself...

There's an angel on my doorstep.
Her smile is fixed...

Let the world rest on these shoulders,
They're wide and strong...