Morning to evening, my life goes on until the sun begins to set
That's when I start to realize, dusk to dawn is a serious threat.
What the mind can't see, it begins to make false a reality
A shroud of wrath everyone can see, they talk about nothing but morality.
Doomed for few, while others stare,
Waiting for righteousness, for all that is fair.
They wait, secluded in their minds, hoping for light
But real hero's light just doesn't shine too bright.
Day to Day, their life is horrid and filled with despair
Needing someone to give honest and wholeheartedly care.
To help the people who need help the most
It doesn't matter where, even coast to coast.
In the end of pain, something starts anew
When the sun shines again, I wish that was something everybody knew.