Story Behind The Song

One of those good ole self-reflection days. Thinking about why I put up with shit from certain people and how trivial soceity can be sometimes. Its also about knowing what drives you and not attaching yourself onto someone else's dreams.

Song Description

Medium tempo head bopper with melodic vocals and guitar riffs. Classical Piano/Trumpet duet introduction followed by wall of sound guitars.

Lyrics

You keep me down where my inner worth cannot recover
Like a child who?s been struck down by his shameless mother
So put your hands into it to help your mind get through
Those broken times that follow you deep within your bow.

So who?s to blame when those prophecies of truth unravel?
It?s all the same when you pin your hopes with mindless people
So put your head up through it to help your mind get through
Those broken times that follow you that haven?t gone away.

It?s hard to frown when you?ve got those pieces to the puzzle
Even now people like to say that you had no struggle
So act as if a poet, show the scattered world
Your swollen eyes that lie within the story of your life.

It?s hard to know what all flesh and bone will soon resemble
Time will tell if those safeguards used will slow our candle
Look beyond tomorrow to that empty place
That swallows us eventually deep within the ground.