In Search Of Stories
A million diamond bullets,
Fall like the rain on me,
I find it so amusing,
That through it all I see,
The diamond skies, behind the lies,
Still calling to earth for me,
But How’d I set it free ,
Deep inside I knew it,
And when I beleive,
The air goes still, my lungs they fill
And suddenly I can breathe,
But how’d I set free?
Stepped out on the search for stories,
Jumped out from a giant height,
And if all I that find is glory,
Then Glory’s where I’ll start tonight,
Fingerprints aint fading,
On the lives we touch,
Many souls are waiting,
Many souls will judge,
Those battle lines that we define,
Aint worrying me too much,
So How’d I break it up?
Stepped out on the search for stories,
Jumped out from a giant height,
And if all I that find is glory,
Then Glory’s where I’ll start tonight,