Story Behind The Song

The lyrics speak from the perspective of someone of experience to comfort another struggling with the woes of being socially accepted and living up to the expectations of pier status figures.

Song Description

a mix of melodic riffs transitioning into punk driven hard rock guitar over a quick upbeat tempo. The song begins with a simple base drum and snare as it builds into a full bodied, rock anthem. It breaks after the second chorus into a soft piano led interlude.

Lyrics

Hey I think I know those troubled eyes
Have you fallen deep inside the hole within your mind
Wake up wake up wake up
You haven't seen what there's to find
Get your head out your fuckin mind!

I get all the needs you feel and fight for younger days
Have you any proof you've found the way
I feel everything you felt though I've tried to escape
The undeniable urge to make a change

Well Make me a fearless size
Morf me into the wise

Are you one of the few that have this
Failing need to feel established
Well, base then roam to find
Grace before you die
Everyone of the lives before you
Rebel on through
Wakes of fortune
But you're left here to find
Grace before you die

Have you only been a tool for every others life
Have you only served as their toy or their device
Are wrapped up in the shades of amphetamines and wine
In a room with the curtains drawn to hide you from the light

Ive done all the things that others only speak in crimes
Every pill and drug that you could buy
Walked away from a crash landing from which I've learned some things
The world, the life, the god is what you make

Well Make me a fearless size
Morf me into the wise

Are you one of the few that have this
Failing need to feel established
Well, base then roam to find
Grace before you die
Everyone of the lives before you
Revel on through
Wakes of fortune
But you're left here to find
Grace before you die

So when you stride on through the parted sea of fools
Don't forget that everyone is standing by for you
You have the hand of heaven's hell for what you choose
So what the hell have you to lose?

I get your position on the end and day and night
All fair questions in you mind
All the insight in the world could never close your mind
Truth is we are all one of a kind

And it's just a bad day
A bad day in the war