i wish i knew
what to do when blue
and there’s the demons
alive in my mind
they’re so unkind
they don’t care
about despair
feasting and fester
busted out my temper
left me a hole
falling down is my roll
played well
my hell
a warrior guarding my gates
responsible for our own fates
show me my light
my call; my self
without care or concern
we learn
there is nothing to burn
no harm; no alarm
we rise and we fall
and we still head the call
of our love