Through the Wind

I've been mistaken for a bringer of peace
Leading this troubled man through hard times
And I don't see how I can lift much more
The weight on my shoulders is bringing me down
But I've got a photo on my wall
Telling me that everything is not perfect after all

Everything that I was told was a lie
If heaven's real then what's the deal with all the crime?
It's hard to feel apathy in this state of regret
Through the wasted years I'll persevere
A changed mindset
But I've got a photo on my wall
Telling me that everything is not perfect after all
And through the wind I'll follow you
You'll be my guide
You made it through in solitude
I wasn't needed after all