Thrown to the Wolves

Even as time flows by
Like a river to your eye;
Seize the moment, never let it lie,
All the people in your life.

A small tear on a desert sand
Still waters the land.

Chorus:
Every thread in every cloth in every quilt in every bed,
Without them all there would be nowhere to rest my head.
See the light glow through the fog of every day in everyway,
Never give up cause you’re the one that keeps me sane.

The pulse of the earth,
A trillion beating hearts;
A rhythm to which we all subscribe,
The drum we march to in our lives.

(Chorus.)

But you’re…

You are like no one else,
Don’t be so hard on yourself;
You’re a beacon of hope, a light in the dark,
On every journey you embark.

(Chorus.)

Even when pressure surrounds,
Breaking down everyone around,
There is light within us all,
To guide us if we stand tall.

Am I lost?
I feel crushed
By the oceans of pressure, drowning in the deep.
In my dreams
I’m lost in the trees,
Petrified like the memories that I keep.

Trapped in a cage of my own,
Bought by money I still owe;
It’s not enough we have to pay,
For a game we don’t want to play.

You need this,
While I need that,
They would sell us air if it were bad.
We can’t take anymore,
We need to settle the score,
They put their guns to our heads and tell us we should be glad.

Trapped in a cage of my own,
Bought by money I still owe;
It’s not enough that we buy in,
We need to drown while we grin.

(Repeat once more.)

We’ve had enough, we take the blame,
We’ve had enough of this game,
That we’re all made to play.

We’ve all heard the story
Of how our friends change.
They aren’t the same,
Refuse to play the game.
We make them feel ashamed
And we keep them chained…

To what we think they are—
A title and nothing more.
Their station raises the bar
But they aren’t keeping score.

Is there ever a special case
When someone wins the race,
Didn’t know they even entered
So they get called self-centered.
But friends should know more than the name—
See past the barbed-wire walls of shame.

They’re still the same,
Don’t wanna play the game,
But we keep them chained…

To what we think they are—
A title and nothing more.
Their station raises the bar
But they aren’t keeping score.

So you think that you can take
Everything as it is today…

(Repeat two more times.)

So you think you can take
Everything away and make it…

To what we think they are—
A title and nothing more.
Their station raises the bar
But they aren’t keeping score.

What if we all made mistakes,
We’re mortal, can’t catch no breaks.
So we need to remember more than the name,
No one is just those walls of shame.

They are more than
What we think they are.
Not just a title, they’re more.
Their station isn’t a bar
And they aren’t keeping score.

They are what they are—
Not just a title, they’re more.
Their station isn’t a bar,
And they aren’t keeping score.

Clear out your lungs,
The first voice that you will find;
They try to force us, to the rungs of
The ladder they say to climb.
So we find ourselves so tightly strung
’cause we’re just walking blind.
So we discover, as we get older
That all we can do is grind.

They’re rich and, we’re poor but…

All the times we all wanted to give up
Yet we pushed each other on through.
Life and lies, the greed and corruption
The unseen wolves inside too.

Be you, they say,
As they smooth your wrinkles out.
You know it’s bullshit, but you take it,
You only know how to be devout.
They taught you well, though you’re in hell,
You feel that you can’t tell.
Everyone knows how the tale goes
Until the cracks start to show.

They’re rich and, we’re poor but…

All the times we all wanted to give up
Yet we pushed each other on through.
Life and lies, the greed and corruption
The unseen wolves inside.

If we could turn back time
Could we make everything fine?
Unify the shards in our minds?
Is there a hope that we can in our lives
See the selfish be denied?

(Repeat once more.)

Up on the stage,
Lights shine bright,
There’s a sudden silence.
Eyes dilate,
Heart accelerates,
A war begins in your conscience.
Feel all the stakes
Pound in your veins,
Feel that you can’t do this.
It’s all in your mind—
Your pride—
Push back and go without it.

Put trust, in those, all who care about you.
You must, realize, that you will criticize
Yourself, so much, no praise will be enough.
Look deep, and find, the greatness that you hold inside.

Prove yourself to yourself, not to anyone else,
You’re great in their eyes, don’t deny that they all love you.
Unravel the doubt, throw it out, don’t keep it about.
Light the fireworks, explode in the air, another moment of glory.

Put trust, in those, all who care about you.
You must, realize, that you will criticize
Yourself, so much, no praise will be enough.
Look deep, and find, the greatness that you hold inside.

(Repeat once more.)

I want to feel the wind blow
My mane as fast as I can go.
I want my dreams to come true,
High altitudes will chill me through.
I swear that I can feel the sand
Of time flying faster than I can.

So I just want to fly,
Have azure fill my eyes.

I shrug my shoulders
Hoping my wings will set me free
As I grow older.
There’s only one thing that I want to be—oh, yeah—
Flying through the skies.

It’s been so many years,
Each time I try it ends in tears.
I want to feel like other pegasi,
Have the wind keep my face dry.

And I still want to fly,
Have pure azure fill my eyes.

I shrug my shoulders
Hoping my wings will set me free
As I grow older.
There’s only one thing that I want to be—oh, yeah—
Flying through the skies.

Some day before I die
I simply want to find
A way to satisfy
What’s always on my mind.
And if I cannot rise
Because of my wings’ size
Can I pay some price
And just reroll the dice?
So I can have my chance to fly.

I shrug my shoulders
Hoping my wings will set me free
As I grow older.
There’s only one thing that I want to be—oh, yeah—
Flying through the skies.

Restlessly I lay awake
Through mental tension and noise.
With every step I take
I don’t feel I have a choice.

Please come, take me.
I want to see.

My dreams inside my head,
I want my mind to be still.
Is it because the life I’ve lead?
I’ve seen so many killed.

Far from home…

I follow the voices I hear,
Flung back over a thousand years.
Can I change the flow of time
So dragons can again fill the sky?

I follow the voices I hear,
Flung back over a thousand years.
Can I change the flow of time
So dragons can again fill the sky?

All alone again. My thoughts stray.
A thousand hours inside of this room.
Thousands with nothing left to decay.
I’m the hero… so they assume.

I try to stoke the fire
Of my soul when I’m alone.
But I’m the adopted daughter,
With nowhere left to call my home.
But I am my own…

I always pursue my missions,
Revenge is the path I know.
But the times in between when I’m in wait…
That’s where I drown in sorrow.

I try to stoke the fire
Of my soul when I’m alone
But I’m the adopted daughter
With nowhere left to call my home.
But I am my own…

(Repeat once more.)

These are the things I no longer wish to understand;
The blood on my hands, shaking with rage at life taken away.
You know what they say? It’s part of life in this land.
I try to stand, my legs buckle despite my wish to be gone.

The crimson turns to ichor, crawling up my arms to my head.
The knowledge of the dead, the living tossed aside.
And I, inside feel innocence giving in to my dread.
The horrors unsaid. The victims of my ignorant side…

My ignorant side.

Bodies controlled by others are dying, victims of a culture of lying.
Led to the water, forced to drink, finding the poison, we find that link.
Cognitive Dissonance, so out of sync, shouting so loud so you can’t think.
The opposing thoughts, voices and methods, they cancel out, so it seems that it’s silent instead.

The crimson turns to ichor, crawling up my arms to my head.
The knowledge of the dead, the living tossed aside.
And I, inside feel innocence giving in to my dread.
The horrors unsaid. The victims of my ignorant…
The horrors unsaid. The victims of my ignorant side.

Exhausted, what I know reaches my neck.
The air becomes thick, with the thoughts of my own;
Filled with regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret…
Paralyzing my soul, I can’t forget,
My head is now red, with the blood from my hands.
Collapsed in the corner. See all that’s left.
My brain soaked in death. It’s all subtle theft.

It was so much simpler then,
Back before I bore the sin.
Mislead to think I had no hand
In the things I can’t forget, I know and understand.

The crimson turns to ichor, crawling up my arms to my head.
The knowledge of the dead, the living tossed aside.
And I, inside feel innocence giving in to my dread.
The horrors unsaid. The victims of my ignorant side.
The horrors unsaid. The victims of my ignorant…
The horrors unsaid. The victims of my ignorant…
The horrors unsaid. The victims of my ignorant side.