we chose this path and we tread   new steps a new route   vowing to hike the hills and dull the edges   tips blistered and calloused   even though we fuel our dream   eyes strained new shades of red   we thought we could   we'll plant our feet into the ground to never be washed away   so don't back down just yet   or blow this flame out   we'll tend to these scars with art carved in our arms   in a world too thoughtless to empty pockets for beggar's hands   starving, left cold and alone   and we'll chant our lungs pushed out upon those believing   in this one word of mouth/we leave no one behind