Southpaw

Come here closer, let me have a word today
It seems communication's on the fast track to decay
I see the daylight hours are fading fast
I'm looking for the strength I need to make it last

Wash them clean forever, these stains on our hands
Traces of those nights in darkness, you must understand
Dreams may lie there splintered on the ground
Were breathed new life but all too soon the word's gone 'round

Set aside what's wasted
Look inside now for the change
Lay it down and leave me here to take my stance again
Turn it free forgiven
Turn it free, rise or descend
For all it's worth, the southpaw getting after me again

The best laid plans can make a u-turn on a dime
Running roughshod over bystanders not guilty of a crime
A thousand paper cuts might bleed me dry
You'd think I'd grow accustomed to one inside riding high

Set aside what's wasted
Set aside what could not bend
Lay it down and leave me here to take my stance again
Turn it free forgiven
Turn it free, rise or descend
For all it's worth, the southpaw getting after me again