Split Your Heart, Not Your Tongue

I'm sitting here waiting Just waiting for something to happen I showed up, I fought my way here Did the opportunity disappear? Did I blink and miss it? I thought this was it, the perfect fit "Showing up is half the battle" That's what they always say Show up and get on the saddle Ride it for what it's worth But it ain't much here It's not much there... I thought waiting may not be enough But they say waiting makes you tough It gives you thicker skin But I learned it's not about the outside but what's within And even sometimes that ain't enough Because we have no say over this kind of stuff Where we'll end up Who we are We can try to change it but there's no guarantee No matter what happens there's always a fee So go ahead, we can dream and dream But some dreams will always be incomplete  

Broken and cold Or is it broken and old?  It's an emergency and no one's around No one's coming & I can't be found The air is freezing And my soul's pleading I want so badly to go numb But somehow the pain is fun It let's me know I'm alive But, how I don't want to be I'd rather die than suffer a broken wing Flight is impossible Or is it implausible?  Either way no one answered the call No one heard my fall No one answered to the sirens My breathing's getting heavy and lighter God knows, I've never been much of a fighter So, here I am getting older yet nothing changes I'm drowning in my own weight Or is it my own burdens? From down here it all looks the same High up and impossible to reach But something's telling me I should practice what I teach Maybe I can save that for another day Maybe when things start to go my way Whatever that means... I already crashed and I'm...