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Why is it when all hope has faded
And your faith in craft obliterated
Does something blossom from the seams
To justify your hopes and dreams

I feel like I’m a special man
But not because of abs and tan
Or because I’d be a poster boy
Although it’s something I’d enjoy

It’s because of all the glistening eyes
The people who just won’t walk by
But stop and ask me what’s my name
And ask me where ill be playing again

And I’d like to tell them Carnegie hall
I’d like to think I’m not that small
But I have seen the passion in the faces
Of people who thought they’d lost their graces

And people who’ve lost more than that
A daughter, or that someone that
Meant more then the entire world to them
And from a song, a new hope stems

I’ve seen the power in a song
But not the ones that you’d sing along to
But in the song where time stood still
And all that exists is one sharp shrill

Or the softest note that was ever played
And all that they can hear relayed
Is the emotion felt that one hard day
When things just didn’t go their way

When lives were wrecked and friendships ended
Tragedies that can’t be mended
But for one minute, they let go of their fears
And I have seen people break down in tears
That have not done so in so many years.