Mea Culpa - Arena

So here I am

Sitting on a pile of stones

Waiting for the rain to fall

To wash away the dust from my hands

So here I am

Sitting on a pile of broken bones

Waiting for the sun to shine

Just to find my way to another day

I hear you call to me

But there’s nothing I can do

I hear you call to me

But I can’t help you

So here I am

Nothing more to give the world

Hoping for another chance

As I try to make a stand against the tide

And now I walk in fire

I see the flames are grower stronger, dancing higher

And voices from the blue

Their screams will not be silenced, as I stand accused

I look for mercy in their eyes

But only find despising gazes

So here I am

Wasted and torn apart

Waiting for the end to come

Release me from the guilt I’ve had to bear

So here I am

Sitting on a pile of broken hearts

Waiting for the end to come

And take away the burden of my fear

I hear you call to me

But there’s nothing I can do

I hear you call to me

But I can’t help you — But I can’t help you

So here I am, sitting on a pile of stones…