How many of us are out there
Screaming into the wind
So much to say and so much to play
And no one to listen
If I could be the one to say it all again
I would be you and you would hear me listen
And as we stand upon this podium so holy
And as we stand upon this podium so lonely
And ok here I go back to the vacuum
Ok here I go with nothing to lose
I know I've spun this tale before
If you're here, then... who cares anymore
And after all it's my own blood in my veins
I'm not hurting anybody anyway
Well we'll see
Well maybe