The Awakening

Sitting by myself again
battered and alone
wondering to myself again
whether i have grown
Stand and be counted
stand to be seen
stand and be counted
I look into your eyes again
and memories unfold
i wonder about the time we spend
the place we call a home
Stand and be counted
stand to be seen
stand and be counted
You force my mind to run away
to your dreams of black and gold
a pain so sharp it bleeds the night
i give you my hand to hold
Stand and be counted
stand to be seen
stand and be counted
It's not long to go
to find your way home