Song Description

Fast paced, melodic, emotionally urgent song about hope and waiting for dreams, etc. Driving with a guitar solo/breakdown section before an explosive final chorus.

Lyrics

Call me a troubadour. Call me a selfish man.
Call me a grand failure. Call me the shaking hand.
Let them say what they will, I will wrestle with mine.
If it?s not about skill, or if I won?t learn with time.

I believe that there?s a trembling piece of light waiting
Just around each corner.
I believe that I might find mine tonight.
Am I getting any warmer?

This is what I?ve got left.
It?s more than I can lose.
I don?t think I can rest.
Till there?s nothing more to use.

A hole worn right through my chest.
When have I paid my dues?

Things can?t always be what your heart says is true.
Things won?t always be what your love wants them to.

I believe that there?s a trembling piece of light waiting
Just around each corner.
I believe that I might find mine tonight.
Am I getting any warmer?