The end will come
Some will say the end will come, but I know it's never ending
Words give meaning to my thoughts
What gives meaning to this feeling?
I know what I did
I know what I said

It's dangerous, so dangerous
I've made friends with a stranger, and it's endangering us
When what you love is taken away you realize what you're made of
You’ll have to find your way
You'll have to scream and claw at the air
You strapped your pack to your back, and all the weight is yours to bear
The help we find is the hope we need
It's the hand that guides us back
We can will ourselves to remember our word, but we all too quickly forget
Along the way I got lost
Now the way back home is overgrown
This isn't an addictive thought
It's a ravenous feeling
Conviction must be greater than life's afflictions
I follow in my own footsteps rather than following classical conditioning
I wish I had the will to keep my word
I’m looking back to face what's ahead

It's dangerous
I faced danger and it finally fled