The Way of the Will

Have you found something worth fighting for
A little piece of truth we've been dying for
On a cold night alone he's lost his way
I think it is time we end this day
Eyes raised high above the people
Made of songs and broken wings
A pair of dice passing judgment
Lucky elijah's 4 3
The eyes hold everything tied together on a ring of smoke
Distorted princess cries my name leaning on a leg of hope
Take me home and feel my pain I didn't do a thing to change
Forgive me my friend I forget your name
I let go of forever
I can't grab today
Lonely one shot his gun and caught one in the head