Daze of the week

This iron will is my constant companion
Battle is over my strength inside is strong
Whispered memories of a failure abandoned
All that I am screams that this all wrong

Lord hear my plea, when will it be
Time for me to see You clearly?
Walk in a daze
And weak with pain
Carry me back to life again

A lifetime of cheap whine will not improve your station
The tempest to be best will prove the others fake
One man accuses another defends me
A delicate balance of hope and heartache