Little Men - Redemption

The setting sun rings in shadows

The face of a little man

Consumed by insecurity

The world is such a threat

He tries to quell the voices

But isn’t sure he can

So he’ll do his best to control

Or pick up his toys and go home

The world must be so frightening

To make him feel so small

A pathetic situation

He doesn’t matter at all

The rising sun bathes in light

The face of an arrogant man

Striving in the shadows

Cast by his success

He tries to reinvent himself

But isn’t sure he can

So he tries to stand so tall

Because he knows he’s small

This world must be so fragile

To make him feel so weak

Laughable but tragic

Vainglorious but bleak

Shelley wrote the story

Two legs in the sand

Your monument is fleeting

And everything must end

Our legacy is writ by

And relayed by those who knew

Will anyone be left who has

A favorable view of you?

Spare me from your childishness

And petty insecurities

Take your grand illusions

And stay the hell away from me

Shelley wrote the story

Two legs in the sand

Your monument is fleeting

And everything must end

Our legacy is writ by

And relayed by those who knew

Will anyone be left who has

A favorable view of you?

Pride will come before the fall

Two legs in the sand

The rising sun is setting

And everything must end

The mark of what we’ve done in life

Is viewed through others' eyes

And the truth of all your actions

Will cut you down to size