Quarter To

Quarter to

Foreseen violence

When all the rage

Climbs out of the silence

This paper and pen

Always been the weapon of choice

Flavored in red

Trying to keep from raising my voice

And I sing

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh

Now it's quarter to two

Amidst all the silence

Fighting dawn on a page

Away from the violence

This paper and pen

Always been the weapon of choice

But it's feathered in lead

Always second guessing my voice

So I’ll sing

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, whoa

Finally home

Giving all that I know

That’ll let me be

Oh, searching my soul

For a word that'll show

Just how much I see

But I sing

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, I found a way to feel away

I finally found my way back home

Oh, I found a way to feel away

I finally found my way back home

And I sing

Oh-oh, oh-oh

(Oh-oh, oh-oh)

Oh, I finally found my way

(Oh-oh, oh-oh)

Ooh, I finally found my way

(Oh-oh, oh-oh)