Music: David Ottestad
Two months and I won't be
Held up at a cross street
Looking at my two feet
Wondering why they can't lead
Aimless in direction
Hopeless to believe in
My own resurrection from this hellish season
One night I'll find the light and rise
I'll wake up in the morning
Feel like damn I made it
Walk outside to all the same old shit
But this time feel like I can handle it
And it could be tonight
Chin up though I feel like
I can't do a thing right
Fell hard on my last try
Still sore on my left side
Tell God if you see Him
I'm down for believing
If it may lead to freedom from this hellish season
One night I'll find the light and rise
Wake up in the morning
Feel like damn I made it
Walk outside to all the same old shit
But this time feel like I can handle it
Wake up in the morning
Feel like damn I made it
Walk outside to all the same old shit
But this time feel like I can handle it
And it could be tonight
(And it could be tonight)
(And it could be tonight)
(And it could be tonight)
One night I'll find the light and rise
One night I'll find the light and rise
I'll wake up in the morning
I'll wake up in the morning
I'll wake up in the morning
And even if it's raining
I'll walk outside to all the same old shit
And this time feel like I can handle it
And it could be
(And it could be)
(And it could be)
(And it could be)
(And it could be)