I greet the day.

Humble sounds
Make the river of life
Flow to my heart
Where a sweet heart
Is going like a hawk
I still can be proud
Without putting my claws out
Strange dreams of forgiveness
And girlie wishies
Ah, to be dead
And swimming with the fishes
I give it my all because there is a reason
For fighting for something to leave a mark
Of goodness on the blackened earth
How I wish to be heard and loved
To know that the mask you wear
Might get stuck to your face
Your hate is interesting I suppose
But peace and brotherhood
Would be good.