There was a man in my dream saying listen; You are a child of a wandering kind and you need to follow the stars for your reasons, dont ask why And now I swallow my tears as he whisper Holding on learning to be strong Im reading bibles and poets of wisdom, asking why Now I hold my breath when they say Im blessed Hold me tight tonight I confess This is all a test How long can I survive? Im dropping wax in the mid of my palms now Open up, feel the wound, pour the salt And I am slow-walking after my call Hes calling me I spend my days making up for the pa**ed one Holding on to my life best I can come throw me into the eye of the storm Just come give me some more Who am I? Im wearing guns on the back of my feet now Learning sounds pressing hard to the ground Im waking up with an ache and a fever Im alive And as Im making my way by the river Making friends with the homeless men and Im learning life from a lifeless believer Im alive And I hold my breath when they say Im blessed Hold me tight tonight I confess This is all a test How long can I survive? Im dropping wax in the mid of my palms now Open up, feel the wound, pour the salt And I am slow-walking after my call Hes calling me I spend my days making up for the pa**ed one Holding on to my life best I can come throw me into the eye of the storm Just come give me some more Who am I? Cant they see Im all alone This road is now my home I went to find some piece of mind Whats living meant to be? Im researching for myself Im my own heaven and hell And will I find some piece of mind within this shell? Im dropping wax in the mid of my palms now Open up, feel the wound, pour the salt And I am slow-walking after my call Hes calling me I spend my days making up for the pa**ed one Holding on to my life best I can come throw me into the eye of the storm Just come give me some more Who am I?