woke up
on a bright may morning
when the sun still set in the east
i was dreaming of tales
of david and goliath
wishing that i could speak the truth

Ah ah ah 

we awoke 
to the sound of whispers
the walls would laugh 
at the faces

faces of legends
before us
they spoke to me 
and said

Ah ah ah 

they said to me
my son
you are not the one
your fight is smooth
but you gave it all you had
they said to me my boy
you don’t have much choice
we’ve seen it all theres nothing left to do

i said that can’t be right
there must be more to life
i can’t stop now
until you see it my way

if what you say is true
then we are surely due
you made your choices
now I’m making mine