In The Face Of War

Indiana Jones
This is an open letter to myselfTo remind me of who I've been and who I am And that I don't know much of anythingBut another day is another chance to tryI've been asking the question which came firstThose kind of thoughts have driven me madI've been gone for far too longToo long for me to understandI've been a captain with no crewLost long ago to mutinyI've been steering with no mapNo compasses will guide meI've been at the helm with blind intentionMy pride keeps this sinking ship afloatI've been casting my nets into the seaTrying to catch the leviathanDirected by whims of the windThere's no one to blame but myselfI've stepped on dry land with no friendsThere's no one to blame but myselfI've forced myself to my wit's endThere's no one to blameI'm empty of excusesBecause I'm full of disappointmentBut another day is another chance to try Aus Songtexte Mania