Where are we now?
Where are we going?
In an era of seeming defeat,
how do we find the strength to get back on our feet.
Because I know that we are never truly beat. There has got to be hope. Standing in the witch graveyard I have seen movement. In the eye of a crushing world where trust is nothing.
I search for hope for the ones that I love.
It's hard to look foward with each day collapsing.
I dig deep for the triumphant achievements in our history. Or simply for the fact that no one in Salem was crushed to death with rocks today or burned alive.
Sometime, I have to ask where is the light in this world of darkness? Progress is hiding in the cracks even when looking ahead seems like a series of mistakes.
I can see the beauty of failure in that we have got a second chance. Standing over the witches grave, I can see a change. We have seen change.
In the eye of the crumbling world where trust is nothing. It's hard to look foward with each day collapsing.
Hopelessness is getting tired and I want to come alive.
So I am going to strive for the best because dreams are what makes this world turn around. Sometime, I have to ask where is the light in this world of darkness?
Progress is hiding in the cracks even when looking ahead seems like a series of mistakes. I can see the beauty of failure in taht we have got a second chance.
Standing over the witch's grave, I can see...
Where are we now?
And where are we going?
In an era of seeming defeat,
we look ahead for change to get back on our feet.