Steadfast - Belle Noire

Please take me home and Separate me

From all these needy hands, and all of their Demands

We sit at separate ends of this Dim lit hallway

Only separated by these paper thin walls

And though we might as well be miles apart in different times

Drawn together by these grim circumstances

Your mind it changes with the tide

From port to starboard side

All hail the martyr to finally hear her cry

The weeping has gone unnoticed

And i feel invisible in that I have no home when

These waters are my bride

You know not of your potential, just how to lie

So quick to fall into complacency and for what kind of life

Just selling yourself short, and you know not of your self worth

Resentment resentment that all your biggest fears have come to light

Steadfast we stand on our two feet again

Steadfast in hopes of reaching dry land

Steadfast our shoulders strong

So we can carry all the weight of the world as if youve tried