we'd like to feel we can't be held responsible
for things we can't control or even know about
but times like these bring proof that's not refutable
act now - don't act
both ways we still are culpable

time is waging war against my mind with every passing hour
I know that nothing that I find will make me whole again

some days I feel I'm trapped by indecisiveness
and faith as hard to find as basic truthfulness
in times like these my mind is full of fear and dread
act now - don't act
someone somewhere will soon be dead

I have no strength inside to offer to the truth of my ideal
I've got this poison in my system and I don't know how to feel
I have no light inside to offer to the depths of the unknown
I've got this quiet little anger and I know I'm not alone