This is a song that i'm in the process of writing its called beams: over and over it seems that our dream just fall and the stream which all bring a light which beams through the ones who say they stand tall until they fall, so many teams get together it seems they'll be there forever and the streams which all contain the beams of the pain bring me to a plane where its really just my name that brings me down to shame as i tend to blame myself for the streams of guilt which seems to tilt my place of staying and my pace of saying that those beams will be staying and those streams which keep playing in this state of mind i'm in, those teams just keep saying how the hate just grows within as this slate of dreams just beams through what seems is someones life being cut away with a knife and being forced to live under some great strife