We breathe out But we can never catch our breath again As we're always chasing what has been prescribed By the wise and in the know They know that we can't hold out But weaken in our ways and understate What was was once a call to arms And a stand for what is right I want the peace Oh please We can not fight We can't afford to fight ourselves But I'm forced My hand is forced To carry on its benighted ways Then I reach As if it's all So new to me But it's been The only constant thing that's remained I try to severe But it can't be cut So it just lingers Fear brings defeat And fear has an appetite for reality Until truth and d**h become one All according to what we choose to see But with blind eyes and unwilling hands The best-made plans will surely fail So, we end up inventing alternate ends Although it was never What we wanted I do not want this We can't afford to fight ourselves Revive again, what was once so dear to us But then collapsed Survive, and then turn to what habits We learn in the dark Fear breeds fear Alive, until we call it false in our hearts Surrender, but weaken in our ways And understate What was once a call to arms I want peace In me