I went through the fire Flames made me pure Fears were fishing for a confession I ain't bite the lord Took a tour of the country In a federal van The light overcame the darkness In the devilish land Knowing that the change must come but Sam Cook seems Fifteen minute phone calls press 5 when it rings Locked doors open my mind, find peace The end what I became is tamed a kind beast Attending birthdays through pictures Tears on concrete Refusing to lose Over the years of defeat Now I speak the truth The try to acquire my choir Been to hell and back This is trial by fire Desire to find the higher power In the hour of despair Cutting out the stitches Guess there's bridges to repair Holding on to whats left Trying to stay right After the chaos of the night Comes daylight