received news of your misfortune 
and its scratching out my eyes 
tearing at my heart 
but I've got something to offer 
so this isn't a time to hide my hands 
still I hide my heart.... 
this is where the rubber meets the road 
its where we forget our transgressions 
move on 
i'll carry your burden 
for certain 
you have heard of hands that long for you to hold them 
the tickets golden... 
"if you want to view paradise simply look around and view it" 
"you could take tomorrow dip it in a dream separate the sorrow" 
its there that you will find me listening 
don't look to close 
cause i'm tearing off my face so you won't hurt alone 
lets start today 
make your mind up grab a weapon 
move on