So the patience was always mine
and the confidence for your sign
in the flickering lights
thought the truth stood beside.
Just believe me.
There’s no star, no breaking light
and a time to restore my own life.
There’s no hope to reengage
as the facts coming in to forsake.
There’s no choice, no refuse now
and a time to rebuild my own dreams.
There’s no hope to reengage
as the facts coming in to forsake.
And the patience was nearly mine
and the pleasure to rule unkind.
So let’s point out the dates
and exploit all mistakes.
All to squeeze out.
And the full scale is running down.
For my mood that is off the ground.
For the worst of effects
and my limits to test
I’m just standing.
There’s no star, no breaking light
and a time to restore my own life.
There’s no hope to reengage
as the facts coming in to forsake.
There’s no choice, no refuse now
And a time to rebuild my own dreams.
There’s no hope to reengage
as the facts coming in to forsake.
And the patience will be my mate
not a motive to loose my way.
By the seasonal turns
and the tortures to learn.
Oh believe me.
In the s***es where I adrift.
For the backlog of my respect.
Diving up to the heat
settle down to your feet.
Just release me.