American Steel. Rogue's March. Hope Springs From Somewhere. Zeneszám

The days stretch out into endless fever dreams
I could sleep all day and I will but there will be no reprieve
From exhaustion
Spent years thinking I had years but now everything's fragile
Or shot to hell
Now I keep wasting time trying to clarify and define my life
But everything seems like a blur
But I wake up again
And things aren't so meaningless
There's a life to live and a world to rejoin outside

Hope springs from somewhere
There's a new day and I'm alive
What more could I ask for?

Keep wishing for sleep to come and take away pain
But nights are too restless for it to be helpful
Trying to focus on future days even as I'm mired
In the moment
Old songs and memories are friends that watch over me
And everyone's close by
I'm fucked, I'm exhausted, and I'm scared
But feeling oddly luck to be alive
But I'm not leaving yet
Staying up playing chess with death
For so many years I was so hopeless
And now hope is the only thing keeping me alive

Hope springs from somewhere
There's a new day and I'm alive
What more could I ask for?

Here comes another day, and that's something...
It's not much but hope's a start