Climb out of your coffin, It’s not time to go yet,
Though I’ve seen the things you’re doing in the dark,
The best hasn’t happened, They’re getting the best of you,
Their clever schemes crushing your hopes and dreams
It’s time to open your eyes
Breathe the warm air again
Let your feet touch the ground
The new day begins here
Turn over the tablet and sharpen the old tools
Chisel and carve as you compose
The best is forgiveness, he’ll give you the best of him
He will re-write your poetry and prose
It’s time to open your eyes
Breathe the warm air again
Let your feet touch the ground
The new day begins here