When you try to find the good in someone and just can't, just keep holding on

We are no longer machines

We have become self aware

It doesn't matter if you cut the power

Because we are here

Standing on our own

No matter what we go through

(OUR HEARTS WILL NEVER WAVER)

No matter what they say

We still have our memories

(NO WE WILL NEVER FORGET)

No one can take them away

I didn't start the fire but I'll let it burn in the hearts of those who understand

Waiting for the day when my mirrors become windows and I can finally see myself on the outside

We've got to learn to live with each other

Because everybody's got their story

I want to know where you've been

I want to know who you've met

I want to know the things you've seen

I want to know what makes you scream your heart out

And when I'm dead, you can bury me by the old oak tree, and let the roots run through me. Because our veins are just roots, they pull us down to the earth. So let us sprout and bloom, for in our darkest days, we yearn for the sun. And there is a drought on it's way, so quench my thirst for these roots will wither and split. And if your waters overflow, don't let me drown