Race The Sun - Dreams V. Me

we chose this path and we tread
new steps a new route
hike the hills and dull the edges
tips blistered and calloused
even though we fuel our dream
eyes strained new shades of red
we thought we could
well plant our feet into
the ground to
never be washed away
so dont back down just yet
or blow this flame out
well tend to
these scars with art carved in our arms
in a world to
o thoughtless to
empty pockets for beggars hands
starving, left cold and alone
and well chant our lungs pushed out upon those believing
in this one word of mouthwe leave no one behind