Share The Rage
Are you in my door?
I feel your gentle fingers
brushing on the oaken bar
Or running through my mind
Either one the same
The game of tearing lingers
Searching you for answers
I was not meant to find
Though we try to take the stage and lock the storm inside a cage
We cant help but feel our age and we cant help but share the rage
With you in my dark
I feel as tall as legend
Setting off with Sarah
To be the first of men
Then you step inside
And soon the promise suffers
Legend is as legend dies
And we lived way past then
Though we try to take the stage and lock the storm inside a cage
We cant help but feel our age and we cant help but share the rage
Frozen on the floor
I can not rise to answer
Hope betrayed by innocence
I feel the neutral dark
Should I give in?
I cannot challenge essence
I may not know everything
Although I play that part
Though we try to take the stage and lock the storm inside a cage
We cant help but feel our age and we cant help but share the rage