The Instrument

Suffering
 I remember suffering
 Feeling heat and then the lack of it
 But not so much what the difference is
 I was there
 You were there and I was there
 I can't hold onto my anger
 Though, sometimes it would do me good
 Oh, look away and anyway
 You only live to be seen as such
 You wanted too much
 Picture me
 The idea of me anyway
 The instrument you once ignored
 It is an open of its encore
 Back and forth
 Slowly that it bloody walks
 It sees love and it sees witnesses
 But not so much what the difference is
 And witnesses the bravery
 Except here I am, the rule of love
 The light of hope
 The mutant fate
 And I know the day
 And I know the love
 Oh, look away and anyway
 You only live to be seen as such
 You wanted too much