Do others ever listen, as we drown in our despair, will we continue on this way?
Can anybody hear me, I'm drowning in despair, I bellow out the words, it seems no one is there
As I look out on this world, I know the Creator has a plan, but my mind's not that expansive, no I'm just a feeble man
As I look out in this world, wonder what the future holds
I'll just whisper in your ear, you can whisper back in mine, don't need to be today, I'll wait for you it's fine
I'm looking for some light, and an open ear
I'm uninspired, tired, it has all turned to grey
Are we blind, or can we see? I really do hot know
People are we listening, can we open up our hearts?
There's got to be more for me to live, there's gotta be more than this
I cut, I bleed, just take a look at both of my wtists
So pick me, prod me, I'm here on your display
Taught about how words hurt, but not how they subtract
Thoughts of being alone in a crowd, we are so callused
Along with connection, compassion, and empathy, we're at a very low point in history
Who wants to live in a world of darkness, un-compassionate like this
Along with connection, compassion, and empathy, just a few upon my list
Along with connection, compassion, and empathy
Loneliness can be a curse, but sometimes is a gift
Opinions of political views, I guess, are higher on your list
The last good thing I remember, your touch on my wrist
Time to put away our selfishness, and our grievance list
Why do my words need to be like enemies, or a razor to the wrist
So easy to be talking, while every other word gets dismissed
Every time I share my opinion, it's so easily dismissed
Lets unlock our potential, lets relearn from the start.
Unity puts us together, division tears us apart.
Coffee cup in hand, he grabbed his keys and said goodbye, reached his hand out to her cheek, said baby please don't cry
One foot before the other
One direction at a time
If we do this together
I know that we'll be fine
Paper planes, pop cycle sticks, life was much better before politics
Yesterday's gone, tomorrow's uncertain, Will we rise above?
Changes won't change, the changes we have made, can we show them love?
I've spent the last two years in darkness, there's not much left of me.
What little bit I have left, I give so passionately
Positively, positive this will turn out great
Disconnecting from the talking heads, their minds are filled with hate
As I stand here in a future that seems so bleak, I have to remember we all have power in the fact that we are unique