I'm here I'm alive so are you we have survived
seen our share of good and bad tried our best with what we had
We live under the same moon we have a closet in an empty room
where no one goes, where no one knows
the hidden fears behind those doors
If we could breath some clear pure air above the outrage and despair I'd breath that air with you knowing what we've been through
I'm still me your still you its way past who did what to who
lived long enough to understand pissing on our cards never changed our hand
some plough the ground to despise swift to judge and criticize
but when I look into their eyes I see the fear behind the lies
For the time I've had to know Its only grace that lets me grow
for the kind and caring hand without whose touch I'd never stand...