Story Behind The Song

A reflective about success, what it takes, and is that all there is.

Song Description

An acoustic song with guitar, vocals, and strings examining the collective experiences of success and the value. Ultimately asking the question, "is this all there is?" and "will I ever feel again the way I did when I started?".

Lyrics

In a world full of self-proclaimed Gods
I stand alone, from a servant to a throne
I forged my home the hardest way
With battle scars from the conflicts and the wars
I broke down gates and walls and doors
To make this world my own

I stormed across the land like I'd brought the Rapture
Yet it still escapes me, this feeling that I can't capture
I felt it once before but can't get what I'm after,
In this beautiful disaster that is me

It's been proven, even I have proven I can bleed
But through the apathy of this twisted consciousness
And restlessness, I'll dig down deep and lead
I have an army of hopeful hearts that still believe in me
The arrogance of their innocence weighs heavily on me

I look into your eyes like I am the Rapture
But I don't see the feeling, that I can't capture
I felt it once before but can't get what I'm after
In this beautiful disaster that is me

So will I hold it in my hands
When there is nowhere left to conquer
When there is no one left to own or will I stand alone

I'm searching through my soul like the Holy Rapture
Yet it still escapes me, this feeling that I can't capture
I felt it once before, so long ago
But can't get what I'm after
In this beautiful disaster that is me

In a world full of self proclaimed Gods I stand alone
From a servant to a throne, I forged my home
My way