Weak he opens up his eyes
Wakened to his mothers cries
Table walls empty today
No more games or kids who play

Feeling like he has to run
Scared to death, he loves his gun
Waiting for a sign of hope
Seems alone

Why can't he leave it all behind?
Maybe release was left inside
Given the chance to change his ways
He can look forward to better days

Silver plated way to go
Quickly ended he won't get on
Still he sees a light ahead
Choking on the things he said
Arm stretched out, he reaches for...

Peace of mind
Is all I want from you
To get trough, to look forward to
Peace of mind
Is all I want from you
To get trough