The sick and tired refrain of everyday is branding itself into younDiscouragement defined by all the times when everything just falls apartnAnd your skeletons have broken down the door and left you there for deadnHow do we find a little piece of heavennIn our time before we find acceptancenWhen no one understands at this pointnThat a handful of redemption's all we neednFrom remorse to rebirth finding it hard to think that this is really truenAsk how long should we wait before we take instead of waiting to be freenAnd all, all the fear all the anger falls awaynAll the days that were wasted cut and pasted fall awaynNever walked so tall until that moment when fate and circumstance collidenWhen all it takes is a step that you never saw and burdens fall away