Within the Breach - The Story Doesn't End Here

It's the turning of yet another proverbial page
As the day slowly ends
It seems no sunny disposition can alter my condition
The winter of my discontent
It's the turning of yet another proverbial page
As the day slowly ends
It seems no sunny disposition can alter my condition
The winter of my discontent
'Cause I clearly see the finish line
So why do I feel miles behind
Break my legs, seems all I do is crawl
It feels just beyond my reach
But you can't take that away from me
I'm gonna fight, even if I fall
Take my hand and don't let go
Because this world is out to break me
And I don't wanna be alone
Please don't fail me now
I've gone too far to give this up
And there's still a ways to go
I kick and scream, I twist and shout
I have some days that are filled with doubts
And all I want is to go back to bed
Anxiety is juxtaposed
By pretty words and subtle tones
A quiet riot in my head
To stay here is to be encaged
Simultaneous master and slave
We find comfort in our misery
A masochistic familiarity
But what is life but love and pain
All that we lose and what we gain
I'll change the narrative as best I can
Maybe I'll come out a better man
Take my hand and don't let go
Because this world is out to break me
And I don't wanna be alone
Please don't fail me now
I've gone too far to give this up
And there's still a ways to go
We're not promised a new tomorrow
We can't take back yesterday
The story won't end here in sorrow
Boldly go and turn the page
We're not promised a new tomorrow
We can't take back yesterday
The story won't end here in sorrow
Boldly go and turn the page
Take my hand and don't let go
Because this world is out to break me
And I don't wanna be alone
Please don't fail me now
I've gone too far to give this up
And there's still a ways to go
We're not promised a new tomorrow (It's the turning of yet another proverbial page)
We can't take back yesterday (as the day slowly ends)
The story won't end here in sorrow (It seems no sorry disposition can alter my condition)
Boldly go and turn the page (the winter of my discontent)
We're not promised a new tomorrow (It's the turning of yet another proverbial page)
We can't take back yesterday (as the day slowly ends)
The story won't end here in sorrow (It seems no sorry disposition can alter my condition)
Boldly go and turn the page (the winter of my discontent)
We're not promised a new tomorrow (It's the turning of yet another proverbial page)
We can't take back yesterday (as the day slowly ends)
The story won't end here in sorrow (It seems no sorry disposition can alter my condition)
Boldly go and turn the page (the winter of my discontent)

Written by:
Ian Podtetenieff

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