one more day

one more day, one more day
she screams violence my way
one more day, one more day
and i pray, yes i pray
that my fear will go away

this is life. and you get what you give, but you never give all you got. i'm just the same and i always have lame excuses. like i should have been born in a different time, but it's never changed. people would slaughter their children for convenience, and those who would drink their blood can never have enough.

one more day, one more day
i pass silent on my way
one more day, one more day
and i pray, yes i pray
that my fear will go away

i used to pray for days when my life, my words, my presence would make a difference. but i am america. i am apathy. i'm free to speek, but words are empty with no action. listening closely, but with no example. I forgot what action was.

one more day, one more day
she screams violence my way
one more day, one more day
and i pray, yes i pray
that my fear will go away