Forest Of Composure

when the road less traveled burns
through the forest of composure
hold on to your dreams till tomorrow

I entered through the backdoor
on the tail of a perfect storm
I let go all of my anger
as I passed through the door

and I just want these words to stand the test of time
and I just hope I finally got it right
this time around

an idea born of innocence
gracefully falls to the ground
as a thousand puzzled soldiers just looked on

they just want their deeds to stand the test of time
and they just hope they finally got it right
this time around
I just hope these words will stand the test of time
and I just hope I finally got it right this time around