After Midnight Project

From the beginning
I drew pictures
Of the searching sun
Blissfully denying what is instinct
Since the beginning
I've seen color
But lately it's been tainted
With grays and under-glows
A constant fight
With who I am
And who I have to be
Forgive me for the fool that I've become
I take back the stupid things I've done
And how do we keep our innocence
From burning away?
A backlit medley of hello and goodbyes
Our trip-wire catching
There's good in every try
A constant fight
With who I am
And who I have to be