Do You Believe Me,
Evertime that say...
I'm sorry,
Can really be that naive.
I do what it takes,
Keep my eyes on the prize,
and some day I will take what is mine.
This day,
I travel an open road,
but tomorow...
I will open my eyes to another...
Path, beneath the sky,
and who knows where it may lead us...

Now I can see clearly,
the clouds no longer block my way.
I can see the setting sun,
so this is how the west was won...
With a little,
Blood, sweat, and tears,
Victory is what we like to hear.
But, if we open our eyes,
and realize another path...
Future always overcomes the past.

Tomorow,
the sun will fade into the sky.
When everything is done,
it will rise.
But the rain,
will fall from the heavens.
Unfortunatley,
tomorow never comes...
its just another day,
yet still a day away....

Now I can see clearly,
the clouds no longer block my way.
I can see the setting sun,
so this is how the west was won...
With a little,
Blood, sweat, and tears,
Victory is what we like to hear.
But, if we open our eyes,
and realize another path...
Future always overcomes the past.

-Spoken-

We have to start anew,
These days we spent are through.
Our numbers they are up,
but I am nowhere near, done.
The sun may set,
the rain may fall,
but it can't rain all the time...
Are you just wasting my time?
Are you just wasting my time?
Are you just wasting my time?!

-Sung-

Our time is up,
the clock stopped ticking,
we had an hour left... Yesterday.
When today came,
the sun acted as a mirror
sending our sorrow away.
Sending our sorrow away...
SEND MY SORROW AWAY!

Now that I can see clearly,
the fog not in my eyes.
These things that we say are true,
could all just be lies.
So quit the formalities,
and fuck the red tape...
Just stop wasting my time.
Time to us is precious,
and this time is mine!

Now I can see clearly,
the clouds no longer block my way.
I can see the setting sun,
so this is how the west was won...
With a little,
Blood, sweat, and tears,
Victory is what we like to hear.
But, if we open our eyes,
and realize another path...
Future always overcomes the past.

Blood, Sweat, and tears...
the future without a past.
Blood, Sweat, and tears...
How long will these fears last?