I have come to this place.
Like I was without volition,
Or any ambition.
I was the one that heard it from you first.
I did all that I could to try and listen.
You were just a beautiful kind of vision.
I said I would start working out for you,
I would start running for you.
Didn’t we meet in chaos to begin with?
So now I am in the volition,
I am on a day off still in ambition.
I am still wondering why I ever tried so hard
But it was because of the way I was raised.
I was raised for you to see,
All the shining parts of me.
I am in it now,
Waiting for this part to stay the stage,
To never wonder the next page,
I am the risk, and the wonder.
I am raised this way,
Raised in thunder and raised in rain…