(If the morning sun does come

And you find I’m still around

You’ll see I’ve gone through many changes)

 

Wrong from right was once black and white

Before the scales fell down overnight

Back when I had no heavy worries

No trouble breathing

 

The way that I was raised

There was no moral haze of grays

But then again I was a just child

Before cruel trouble fell upon me

 

When truth is not and faith lost in lies

Which way to turn

While your world capsizes

I’m turning with this hurricane

In the direction it’s now spinning

 

Some paths are more than tough to walk

And for those of you who balk

I hope you never

Have to hobble down this dark road

I’m going

 

So take time to remember

Before, before your judgment’s rendered

This is the way of nature

No choice of mine

Not my decision