WHERE WILL THIS LEAD US? I'M SCARED OF THE STORM.
THE OUTSIDERS ARE GATHERING. A NEW DAY IS BORN.

I tried to tell you I am not afraid
you looked up and saw it all across my face
so am I with you or am I against?
I don't think it's that easy, we're lost in regret.
now I'm trying to remember the feeling when the music stopped.
when you told me what you knew.
lost in the moment, the day that the music stopped.
and I do remember you.
A man walks away. when every muscle says to stay.
how many yesterdays? they each weigh heavy.
who says what changes may come. who says what we call home.
I know you see right through me, my luminescence fades,
the dusk provides an antidote, I am not afraid.
I've been a million times, in my mind,
and this is really just a technicality. frailty. reality.
uh, It's time to breathe.
Time to believe. Let it go and run towards the sea.
they don't teach that, they don't know what you mean.
they don't understand, they don't know what you mean.
they don't get it, I want to scream.
I want to breathe again, I want to dream.
I want to float a quote from Martin Luther King. (The Outsiders- lyrics from R.E.M)