Where does conviction lie?
In our hearts or in our minds?
Do we see the light of a setting sun
As a moonbeam on the horizon?
Catch a star, give it a name, shake off the dust
By the way, what’s in a name?
Character, why it’s character, of course
And why do we strive for peace and justice?
When we only create war and suffering?
For glory and honor, a long-held dream
Why are the worst intensely passionate?
Who says I’m the worst?
Whose standard is worst?
No one but yours.