Hope

Hope gives us strength to endure what is ahead
We rise out of bed each day looking to be fed
We plant the seeds of our labor hoping one apple will fall from the tree
But is this the way to be free?
Walk your path alone until you meet someone that'll throw you a big enough bone that will make you put the rest of Life on postpone
Then ask yourself, "Are you free?"
Set fire to the path I walk along trying to make due with the mistakes I've come by
Still...  the world does not comply...
Still...  I never give up, you'll always see me try
This haunted house has finally burned down.  The ghost have finally moved on and let go, no longer protecting this hollow ground.
As the smoke rises, happy faces arise
As the ashes scatter, you can still hear the lost words of the ghost chatter
But in the ashes you can see the angels play
From these ashes, is the sign that all memories fade
Grow from these ashes, a pheonix rises and hope is here for another day