A Thousand Suns

Waiting for the End

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This is not the end, this is not the beginning
Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision
But you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm
And though the words sound steady, something empty’s within ’em

We say yeah! With fists flying up in the air
Like we’re holding onto something that’s invisible there
‘Cause we’re living at the mercy of the pain and the fear
Until we get, forget it, let it all disappear

Waiting for the end to come
Wishing I had strength to stand
This is not what I had planned
It’s out of my control

Flying at the speed of light
Thoughts were spinning in my head
So many things were left unsaid
It’s hard to let you go

I know what it takes to move on
I know how it feels to lie
All I wanna do is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven’t got

Sitting in an empty room
Trying to forget the past
This was never meant to last
I wish it wasn’t so

I know what it takes to move on
I know how it feels to lie
All I wanna do is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven’t got

What was left when that fire was gone?
I thought it felt right but that right was wrong
All caught up in the eye of the storm
And trying to figure out what it’s like moving on

And I don’t even know what kind of things I’ve said
My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead
So, picking up the pieces, now where to begin?
The hardest part of ending is starting again

All I wanna do is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven’t got
I’m Holding on to what I haven’t got
Holding on to what I haven’t got

When They Come for Me

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I am not a pattern to be followed
The pill that I’m on is a tough one to swallow
I’m not a criminal, not a role model
Not a born leader, I’m a tough act to follow
I am not the fortune and the fame
Or the same person telling you to forfeit the game
I came in the ring like a dog on a chain
And then found out the underbelly’s sicker than it seems
And it seems ugly but it can get worse
‘Cause even a blueprint is a gift and a curse
‘Cause once you got a theory of how the thing works
Everybody wants the next thing to be just like the first
And I’m not a robot, I’m not a monkey
I will not dance even if the beat’s funky
Opposite of lazy, far from a punk
Ya’ll oughta stop talking
Start trying to catch up, motherfucker

Lauryn said money change the situation
Big said it increase the complication
Kane said don’t step, I ain’t the one
Chuck said an Uzi weigh a motherfucking ton
And I’m just a student of the game that they taught me
Rocking every stage and every place that they brought me
I’m awfully underrated but came here to correct it
And so it ain’t mistaken, I’mma say it for the record
I am the opposite of wack, opposite of weak
Opposite of slack, synonym of heat, synonym of crack
Closest to a peak, far from a punk
Ya’ll oughta stop talking
Start trying to catch up, motherfucker

Oh, when they come for me
I’ll be gone
Oh, when they come for me
I’ll be gone
Oh, when they come for me
I’ll be gone

Robot Boy

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You say you’re not gonna fight
‘Cause no one would fight for you
And you think there’s not enough love
And no one to give it to
And you’re sure you’ve hurt for so long
You’ve got nothing left to lose
So you say you’re not gonna fight
‘Cause no one would fight for you

You say the weight of the world
Has kept you from letting go
And you think compassion’s a flaw
And you’ll never let it show
And you’re sure you’ve hurt in a way
That no one will ever know
But someday the weight of the world
Will give you the strength to go

Hold on, the weight of the world
Will give you the strength to go

Iridescent

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When you were standing in the wake of devastation
When you were waiting on the edge of the unknown
And with the cataclysm raining down
Insides crying, “Save me now!”
You were there, impossibly alone

And in a burst of light that blinded every angel
As if the sky had blown the heavens into stars
You felt the gravity of tempered grace
Falling into empty space
No one there to catch you in their arms

Do you feel cold and lost in desperation?
You build up hope, but failure’s all you’ve known
Remember all the sadness and frustration
And let it go. Let it go

Wisdom, Justice and Love

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I come to this magnificent house of worship tonight, because my conscience leaves me no other choice. A true revolution of values will lay hands on the world order and say of war: “This way of settling differences is not just.” This business of burning human beings with napalm, of filling our nation’s homes with orphans and widows, of injecting poisonous drugs of hate into veins of people normally humane, of sending men home from dark and bloody battlefields physically handicapped and psychologically deranged, cannot be reconciled with wisdom, justice and love.