Here we are
W're facing ourselves
We're facing our fears
We're are not what we're dealt

This is life
Not a stranger's fight
Not a foreign plight
Not something to own
Not something to use
Though sometimes abused
Not a game laid out
Well planed, Well made
Here we all are
Shaken, not ready to lose
Prepared, Anything! not for this
Done before we start
With no hope and no heart
What lie lies inside
Which shadow holds the burnt self
Which we are dealt

Hope again
Lose again
Find again
Choose again
See what can be again
Without old
Within you
hopeless and full me

Though my hopes are few, you are one of them.
Will you take me? Please, take this waltz...