Intro (Prelude)

This is a call to arms for the poets that are inside of us
This is shedding our skin and breaking the chains that are binding us

This is pictures of the truth, this is life in real time
All the words we always wanted, but could never make them rhyme
This is the way that she looked, this is what I believe
This is the way it's been and always will be
This is the war that was raging inside of me
When I told you all that I was fine
You taught me never underestimate the power of ten thousand hearts that are beating in time
This is for everyone still holding on to all the things they fucked up, and all the people they did wrong
All the songs they never sang, our story's still the same

We've been holding it in so long
We've been holding it in so long
We've been holding it in so long

So Hallelujah, amen, holy whatever, bless your soul
Because these are the words that set up the verses that let us free ourselves through rock 'n' roll
And this is music, this is spirit, this is passion, if you'll let yourself hear it
'Cause there's mercy in the verse, a story in the chorus, a bridge to get us over the sea of doubt before us
It's all not perfect, we need music to save us, spinning a soundtrack to our beautiful chaos
Imperfect existence — grab it and own it, and I swear to God we'll have it all in that moment
So take every picture of your perfect life
You can splatter it with color and the paint will dry
You can throw it in the air and you can watch it fly
Just for one last time squeeze it very, very tight

And let it go