The armor glistens in the hot summer sun while others stand in front of governments with wool protesting for views that only silent motives lie
Complacent minds does perseverance grow
We live in a time where our banner is twisted with liberty or death to the point
Where none of us can find a foot hold
We all live to see generations to prosper to a world already too old
Like an old man telling children what it was before
But his words lost on a generation with no movement
Stuck in a cab drive to no where
We live is who we are but none desire to remember until age sits on our shoulders heavy lost in a winter fog
Wishing we could part the clouds to see our path home
One must grow and allow love to dissolve our hearts can we look to tomorrow
Revolutions may come and go but the status quo delivers us back to the same point
A place where some hold comfort like a warm blanket
But others like me shake our heads in the winter cold
Stuck in stagnation do we wish for a lucky charm like peasants left in a field trying to live
Praying to the old Gods
Orphaned by the lord of economy do our hope lie
But to do that is a dream
Our hearts scream for more when there is nothing more to give
Times elegant hand moves swiftly as we watch lost in a moment we can never change while others torment us with promises that we may see comfort
But to many souls are chained to the fence only wanting to leave its hold to go to prairies
Where others have been but not what they've done
To live in harmony we were taught but broken to the ones who collect pennies and count the days to rest easy and lesser tears
Never disregard what some have
Happiness is in the heart when it is laid to rest.