Fight in the night
for what you believe is right
and put in some elbow grease
to give the world some hopefully lasting peace
Enter the world which impairs
your ability to be aware
of extenuating circumstances
beyond your peripheral vision
From the edge of the world we find ourselves in need
Of help and compensation from greed
Should you find yourself in tears
You'll know, it didn't take you years
On the wrong side of the bed
I woke up this morn
Drowning in sleep
Ignoring my night of scares
I stand in the shower
Listening to my music
After five songs I get out
Sighing as I hear its echos
Waiting, waiting, always waiting
For the bus on the side of the road
No breakfast for me, it's cold, you see
As time moves faster than what I believe it to be
I'm late, I'm late
Oh god I'm very late
But too late now, the bus won't come
It's already come and gone