What's it like to make forgiveness your own,
What's it like to hide the child inside,
You hold my face and I draw your anger out, that face so alone
And they're making faces and they're making fists
but its hard to swing with the sarcasm
that's tied around their wrists
Another day, one more year
Sometimes it's hard to makea sound
loud enough for the whole world to hear.

An your calling out, but you're falling down again
And they told me you were Upon Avalon
when the rain began.

And their thoughts are never gray
And their eyes are never gray
And their scars are never gray
And we stand around

Should I awake? All I got I gave to you
Should I awake? All I got I wish you see us there
Should I awake? All I got I gave to you
Should I, don't mind my intolerance
Everytime you appear I can see us there.