Straws

Silverdollarsin ablindman's hands Wordsoutsidemy head Revelations when it's too late Catch me if you can Can't seem to pin it down This quicksand's way to fast Silly methoughtI had it planned But nothing's everbuiltto last Holding ontostrawsin a storm Gotholesin myparachuteI'mcomingdown I had atheorythateverythingwasmeantto be but now I'mfinallyfree Syncopations of my energies Out of control Everysevenyears I'm a new me Body and soul It's what I needrightnow Something tobelievein Don't need you to hold my hand I just want you to understand Holding ontostrawsin a storm Gotholesin myparachuteI'mcomingdown I had atheorythateverythingwasmeantto be but now Well it allcomesdown to ones and zeros There's nolightup in the sky We lost our heroes Now all I've got Is to wait on amiracleHolding ontostrawsin a storm Gotholesin myparachuteI'mcomingdown I had atheorythateverythingwasmeantto be but now I'mfinallyfree If only, in my dreams Icouldfind aplacewhere I'll be A hero A champion Andneverwalk this road again