Since when has the pen outwitted the sword

With pages bone dry while your mind says no more
Same topic of questions, no answers afloat
While I'm left a writing the same old same old

Rolling around in this old rusty cage
This scavanger man stops not the decay
Why bother pretend what I cease to be
I beg for nobody to immitate me

(Chorus)
So heres to far too many fruitless nights
We spent upon short rails
The paths we took to find our way
Could'nt lead us to ourselves
But many a man thinks wisely
The end results never surprise me
And I dream to believe that I'll be bold
When I tire of living the same old same old

The housing of poison does little for me
You've gotta be brave to let all of us free
My life won't revolve around another wheel
So loosen the chains to feel all that is real

Perception of the decieved is falling
The sound of a voice in the crowd is calling
Better to say than to keep it untold
By hiding behind the same old same old