Hope In Fallen Strangers

<p>And now I&#x27;m walking, hearing places<br/>I have never thought of walking<br/>I still pause and wish I held my head<br/>I wish I started with me<br/>But I had to let me go<br/>Cause I am written on the walls<br/>That show me everything that&#x27;s wrong<br/>I hope I finally did it right. Yeah...<br/>And you paint pictures on my heart<br/>I can&#x27;t tell what it is your painting<br/>I could throw it all away<br/>But you remind me it&#x27;s worth saving<br/>I walk miles and miles and miles without knowing where I&#x27;m going<br/>But you show me every step<br/>With these stones you place before me. Yeah...<br/>With these stones you place before me yeah, oh...<br/>And the sunrise gives me hope<br/>That somehow hope is worth the giving<br/>So I wait and don&#x27;t ask questions<br/>You&#x27;ve been trained in all the living<br/>In a world that slapped you once<br/>And beat the other cheek for fun<br/>I hope that somehow I collide that marks<br/>That doesn&#x27;t shed your blood