Freedom Of Choice

In these words you can hear me call
Like a purposeful wrong direction
Freedom of choice speaks reality of all
Once never mentioned, a tear in a glass half full

My ruin is my pride, my own delight and my despair
In an ever growing light, that will flicker without a dare
Take whats there, ware your tear
Tempt your fait for all you care

Ponder a place that shares your sight your point of view
As an overwhelming grace, no time to gain, no time to lose
This gracious mountain that must be climbed, I want to tunnel through
Creep past the shadows, escape the night, no matter win or lose

Although a matter of opinion, and yours I also know
But truth be told, i've made my gold through keeping to my own
So scratch your head and leave a thought as reckless as this sounds
Trust me when I say that i'm as sayned as a payned on a merry-go-rayned.