intending to change the world.
You woke up to tear me down,
frightened by a little girl.
I was young and green.
The devil's whispers are sweet.
It wasn't hard to turn them.
My friends became your armored fleet.
You tore me down.
I almost lost the sparkle in my eye.
But I rose from the grave you dug for me
and I walked right on by.
Many years I labored,
watching the scars heal in the sunrises.
Helping others along the way,
treasuring life's true prizes.
Wake up, little boy!
See my life written in the stars.
I'm changing the world
and you're still picking at scars.