The Hours

[West, Anderson]

Everything you want from me
And everything I long to be
Are twisted up and torn
It must be written on the heart of men
To get back on our feet again
To brave another storm
I fight against the hours
I fight against the hours
Until it comes to pass
I stand until my strength is gone
And even then I carry on
Until I’m home at last
Everything you promised me
And everywhere I long to be
Are visions through the storm
It’s hard to focus when the world’s so loud
Enthralling me with sight and sound
But I will not be drawn
I fight against the hours
I fight against the hours
Until it comes to pass
I stand until my strength is gone
And even then I carry on
Until I’m home at last
Day by day my memory fades
And all the gains I made are drifting on the wind
Lost my way my energy wanes
Until I feel no pain but I can’t stop the hurting
Destiny don’t let this dissolution get to me
Empathy don’t throw away the life that’s meant for me
One by one my thoughts are undone
Until my dreams are gone like shadows on the wind
Hope has flown my plans are unknown
I try to call them home but they won’t stop deserting
Destiny don’t let this dissolution get to me
Empathy don’t throw away the life that’s meant for me
Hours turn to days
Days fade away
Until it comes to pass
I fight against the hours
I fight against the hours
Until it comes to pass
I stand until my strength is gone
And even then I carry on
Until I’m home at last
Until I’m home at last