The Utimate Boon

You crossed the threshold when the call to action came
In a sky thats full of fire, ice water in your veins
Boy, you better change your pace, the train is down the track
If you got it, better use it, once it's gone you never get it back

When road is dark and the night is long
There's a weight you carry, carry on

When your plane went down, you were left for dead
Somehow you didn't drown, you wound up here instead
Not a living soul in sight, a million miles from home
Drawing faces on the stones in blood just so your not alone

And you spit into the wind, and rage against the tide
Till you made a promise that somehow you'd stay alive
There were nights that got so dark you thought they'd never pass
Now you reminisce on it with ice inside your glass

When you worlds in doubt and your faith is gone
Theres a grace you carry, carry on

You stumble home again, glowing with battle scars
With the perspective of a thousand tiny stars
That burn out long before we ever see their light
We can see it now so I guess it worked out right