Where I Stand

I'm searching for the rhythm

For the reason why I'm still throwing sound

Let's go

Let's take it back in time

For days of youth we searched inside

For identity we found humility

Our insanity gave us some reality

But now where do we stand

Between awkward and careless hands

That are trying to close the door

On what was so pure

You're not listening anymore

You're not reaching out anymore

You're not listening anymore

But somehow I'm still here

I'm pushing on to the rhythm

Your time is running out

Son you've got to find yourself

I'm pushing on to the rhythm

Your time is running out

Son you've got to find yourself

Is this the sign of the times

Complacency, the misery is stifling

Your identity, underneath is dead you see

So this is where I stand

Among the ravaged, I just hold back

With that shame I just don't want

With that guilt

I'm pushing on to the rhythm

Your time is running out

Son you've got to find yourself

I'm pushing on to the rhythm

Your time is running out

Son you better find yourself soon

You better find yourself soon

Find yourself, find yourself soon

I'm pushing on to the rhythm

Your time is running out

Son you've got to find yourself

I'm pushing on to the rhythm

Your time is running out

Son you better find yourself soon