I've had my frustrations about the pains of daily life
I've tasted degradation and found the lace and candle light
But we have the weights, we have the measures of our days and nights
I've had my frustrations but now I've found my place
These lonely dedications I've found, they bring me peace and light
When threefold applications of doubt surround my fate you might say
You will make it, but only if you run.
