Trying to cure myself of the sin they caused 
I look up from the dream and the screen is paused 
And is the thing I believe in all corrupt
Do I get blamed just for questioning love
Coz I don’t want to be the bad guy
But I try and try and try and try
And never see anything but the sky
And the part of me that will not die
And do I just rebel, rebel
Are the disbelievers going to hell
Coz I can’t contain all this pain
I sing my sonnet but I do it in vain
And do I always think I’m right
Telling stories by the firelight
Just to engage and ignite
But some things there are that are out of sight
And I’ve been loyal to what I said to him
That I wouldn’t criticize the din
That sounded when the cymbals clashed
But I let go, now the glass is smashed
And I can’t repair it piece by piece
It’s what happen when the drama cease
And I wonder what I
Will be like in the future if I don’t cry
Out against the crimes I see
Are we just repeating history
And am I myself just as much to blame
When I sink into the walls of my shame
And come out smelling of roses too
I put off something that I meant to you
Until a tomorrow that never comes 
But the waves are high and the rush succumbs 
And it’s true that the drugs numb
The place that I’m travelling from
Coz I feel a sudden in the air
An offering that isn’t there
And I run out to grasp the hands 
That carry the weight of slipping sands
But time won’t wait for a single grain
And fighting it just causes pain 
To me, to them, to us, to we
I keep on shouting why don’t you see
But the immortal has been condensed 
To something put in the past tense
Or in the future salvation now
I don’t know how to carry it somehow

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