Change

The ghosts and the serpents are all gathered at the door
awaiting a hope conceived in fear
you dont know what you are in for
No you dont
You cant see what is coming even though it’s screaming in your face
you sever it’s head two more they will rise up in it’s place
You dont know what you are in for
you cant see just beyond the horizon
When we were young our hopes so high
we held the future in our hands
ow we have become the enemy
its such a shame we are running out of time to change