May do some updating later on. The chorus feels a bit unfinished to me.
Strength to believe,
to fight, and to stand,
When fear is persistent,
and death is at hand.
Nowhere to run,
and nowhere to hide.
Strength is prevalent,
When ends come untied.
Growing up isn’t always easy,
It often comes too fast.
My mother always told me,
“Beauty never lasts.”
But beauty is in the small things,
So I’d have to disagree,
Because when the waves come rolling in,
Beauty is what I see.
Fighting for what you believe in,
Is hard when you don’t believe.
What is left to fight for,
When all your beliefs are deceived?
Don’t give up too easily,
There’s often another way.
If you do not see it now,
Wait for another day.
Strength to believe,
to fight, and to stand,
When fear is persistent,
and death is at hand.
Nowhere to run,
and nowhere to hide.
Strength is prevalent,
When ends come untied.
Take a stand,
Take a chance.
Take a shot,
Or a second glance.
Things aren’t always what they seem.
Strength to believe,
to fight, and to stand,
When fear is persistent,
and death is at hand.
Nowhere to run,
and nowhere to hide.
Strength is prevalent,
When ends come untied.