What it Means to Be

A life spent wondering
Where I'm meant to be
So many questions
Too many apologies
For who I am and what I stand for
But I don't owe no one a thing
Take me as I am, or leave

As I grow older
As my hands get worn
Dreams get shattered
Hearts get torn
Is this all some form of mortal torture?

The world grows colder
I feel blank and sore
Seems all anyone wants to do is go to war
But I'm no love sick soldier
Gunning for the win
I just want the truth to be revealed
Perhaps I'll sleep until this wicked plane is healed

I am sober, my eyes are open
Not afraid to be alone in this world
It's not over, until I say it's over
You can't cut or tear me down
Through the ether, I will find my Saturn
Cold of space can't scare me now

It is my life to live
And oh how sweet it is
To know I'm alive
To feel all the pain
And know I'm alive
To know I'm human
And I feel free

Oh, how I feel free
Oh, how I feel free



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Sklar
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