Strife
A daily race that we call life
Wage slaves, peons and toilers all alike
Petty rewards for initiative and drive
Sedation and amusement for your time
Drain the lingering remnants left inside
Extinguish conflagrations
Thoughts divide
All the efforts applied
All the hopes denied
Hoping for relief to the solemn belief
That the ambition has died
Reaching for the lights
Trying to do what's right
Beating back the blight
Is a never-ending fight
Strive
Sparks of light are distant in the sky
Each point is a dream that's still alive
Overhead in the flies more than starry-eyed
Wanting more
This is why ideas thrive
Marching to the mentor's fife
As they eat life
Just sit high on the throne and push the knife
The soldier gains more land as the suit presides
In the office he grows fat while boots collide
Reaching for the lights
Trying to do what's right
Beating back the blight
Is a never-ending fight
Stride
Incremental steps toward the prize
Last attempt at validating life
Time is running out
What's it all about
Exceed banality and push the doubt
Reaching for the lights
Trying to do what's right
Beating back the blight
Is a never-ending fight
Reaching for the lights
Trying to do what's right
Champion is spite
Of the victims of the short of sight
(Reaching For) the Lights Video (MV)
Performed By: Wake-Up Screaming
Language: English
Length: 4:02
Written by: Jaret Young, Kirk Hensley
Wake-Up Screaming - (Reaching For) the Lights Lyrics
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Strife
A daily race that we call life
Wage slaves, peons and toilers all alike
Petty rewards for initiative and drive
Sedation and amusement for your time
Drain the lingering remnants left inside
Extinguish conflagrations
Thoughts divide
All the efforts applied
All the hopes denied
Hoping for relief to the solemn belief
That the ambition has died
Reaching for the lights
Trying to do what's right
Beating back the blight
Is a never-ending fight
Strive
Sparks of light are distant in the sky
Each point is a dream that's still alive
Overhead in the flies more than starry-eyed
Wanting more
This is why ideas thrive
Marching to the mentor's fife
As they eat life
Just sit high on the throne and push the knife
The soldier gains more land as the suit presides
In the office he grows fat while boots collide
Reaching for the lights
Trying to do what's right
Beating back the blight
Is a never-ending fight
Stride
Incremental steps toward the prize
Last attempt at validating life
Time is running out
What's it all about
Exceed banality and push the doubt
Reaching for the lights
Trying to do what's right
Beating back the blight
Is a never-ending fight
Reaching for the lights
Trying to do what's right
Champion is spite
Of the victims of the short of sight
A daily race that we call life
Wage slaves, peons and toilers all alike
Petty rewards for initiative and drive
Sedation and amusement for your time
Drain the lingering remnants left inside
Extinguish conflagrations
Thoughts divide
All the efforts applied
All the hopes denied
Hoping for relief to the solemn belief
That the ambition has died
Reaching for the lights
Trying to do what's right
Beating back the blight
Is a never-ending fight
Strive
Sparks of light are distant in the sky
Each point is a dream that's still alive
Overhead in the flies more than starry-eyed
Wanting more
This is why ideas thrive
Marching to the mentor's fife
As they eat life
Just sit high on the throne and push the knife
The soldier gains more land as the suit presides
In the office he grows fat while boots collide
Reaching for the lights
Trying to do what's right
Beating back the blight
Is a never-ending fight
Stride
Incremental steps toward the prize
Last attempt at validating life
Time is running out
What's it all about
Exceed banality and push the doubt
Reaching for the lights
Trying to do what's right
Beating back the blight
Is a never-ending fight
Reaching for the lights
Trying to do what's right
Champion is spite
Of the victims of the short of sight
Writer: Jaret Young, Kirk Hensley
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid