In a world that can't, we canIn a world that hates, we understandWe are some kind of love, we're at the end of our ropeWe are some kind of hate, we are some kind of hope in a world that can't, we canIn a world that hates, we understandIn a world that won't, well we've got the world by the throatWe are some kind of hope I'll see through every inch of doubtI am the moon when the sun goes downAnd I'll reflect its shine, its life. I will define“I woke up today and felt my age for the first time, in both my mind and my bodyAnd my thoughts are less of fitting in and more of being a better manâ€Mike “Owen†Kinsella, I just want to be a better manA wrecking ball of warmth is beating in my chestMy head is buried in the depths of its gentlenessOh god I am alive. Keeping warm in a cold world
