In a world that can't, we can

In a world that hates, we understand

We are some kind of love, we're at the end of our rope

We are some kind of hate, we are some kind of hope in a world that can't, we can

In a world that hates, we understand

In a world that won't, well we've got the world by the throat

We are some kind of hope I'll see through every inch of doubt

I am the moon when the sun goes down

And I'll reflect its shine, its life. I will define

“I woke up today and felt my age for the first time, in both my mind and my body

And my thoughts are less of fitting in and more of being a better man”

Mike “Owen” Kinsella, I just want to be a better man

A wrecking ball of warmth is beating in my chest

My head is buried in the depths of its gentleness

Oh god I am alive. Keeping warm in a cold world