Lyrics to Switchfoot's, On Fire
Wading through our everyday, we traipse about with strings of hope which float alongside our now, wishing on a tomorrow to be - maybe's strung in between every bead of ''what if's'' and ''if only just's''...
Unsure of our own selves we go on ahead and believe in others, with good faith being the wind beneath our wings - flapping about relentlessly, refusing to let the whiff of doubt cloud our judgment...
Doubt, sometimes almost always, indicative of our inner being; one that is usually always right... A conscientious soul wishes not to risk letting doubt over rule the goodness that the heart wishes to believe in; a goodness that one believes resides in most, if not all...
Naivete perches itself by means of a halo that shines bright like an over cast cloud atop our head, when we begin to believe too much... And yet, one also questions oneself when we don't believe enough...
To find a balance within ourselves; a more Permanent voice the soul seeks, a more Solid entity one turns to and speaks...
In Him we find the balance, and in Him we find the peace...
Or, in trying to do so we eventually pass on by...
''You are the only chance I'll take...''
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