Why do we always stand down? Forget about what we
believe? Well this is not the end; I'm not ready to give
in. Do you remember when we thought we could change the
world? Before the way it is, was shoved down our throats.
And it speaks apathy easier pretend not to care, but
pretending has a way of becoming what we believe. And do
you remember when we thought we could change the world
before the way it is was shoved down our throats. We
reach for nothing these days. Silenced ideals, voices
kept at bay. We reach for nothing these days. We're
always looking for the easier way. I can't sit still some
times, I feel an urgency build inside. I'm bursting at
the seams; I need to live this life. And I think of the
times when our screams did change the world and I'll take
it on if you take it on.