From the recording It's Called Hope

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An anthem for the young and aged alike who have experienced a dysfunctional family of origin and are reaching out for something more.

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Lyrics

Behold the portrait of tortured persons.
Behind the curtains the hurt just worsens.
We hold emotions below the surface like exploding oceans controlling the Earth spin.

We are the voice for the boys and the girls
Being destroyed by the noise of the world.
You are the oysters; we are the pearls -
And the more you annoy us the nicer we swirl.

So, please don’t look surprised -
We don’t need your lies -
We know we’ll survive -
We know love’s the prize.

We know the purpose of pain and sorrow.
You say we’re worthless, we say you’re hollow.
Go ahead desert us; we’ll train like Zorro
Ride through the desert and make you follow.

We are the voice for the loneliest kids.
Nothing silences like the loneliness.
Nothings quite as lonely as the worlds abyss.
See, we don’t know if there’s hope, but we hope there is…

So, please don’t look surprised -
We don’t need your lies -
We know we’ll survive -
We know love’s the prize.

Hey kids…
You got a thousand minutes on your new cell phones.
A thousand downloads for some cool ringtones.
A thousand cool friends that pretend they’re clones.
But you still feel alone in your broken homes.

‘Cuz your mom works nights and your dad works days-
So the late night fights make you hate sunrays.
You hope they might go their separate ways
but the money’s so tight everyone just stays.

I know how you feel I was raised the same.
Bruised in the heal, till my savior came.
We all have to deal with our father’s name,
But love is the shield from our fathers shame.

And it can be found, but it’s all inside
So rise up to the sound of your falling pride.
Fall down to the ground because it’s time we cried -
for every child who’s lied, cried, lived and died
For love.

We’ve got these rails we can’t stop riding.
We’ve got these nails we can’t stop biting.
We’ve got these tales we can’t stop writing.
If all else fails we’ll go in hiding.

We’re in a revolution It’s so exciting.
It doesn’t have a name we’re still deciding.
We’re birds of a feather, and we won’t stop gliding.
As long as we’re together, we will not stop fighting.

Please don’t look surprised -
We don’t need your lies -
We know we’ll survive -
We know love’s the prize.

Our confidence lies in our courage to rise
from the hurt and the lies of our cursed lives.
We looked to the skies and we dried our eyes, and we won’t compromise till we’ve got the prize… Is Love.