Stand to Fall,
or
And I Believe

Not sure where I stand,
I stand to fall.
And look around,
at this world,
and its promises to me.
And try to believe.
That one day it will be good,
that one day it will be fair,
and these words I hide deep within my heart,
might one day be bared.
And so I walk,
through these trees,
down this path,
and i believe.