Coordinates - August Burns Red

Let go

Of all that you perceive

Everything’s not as it seems

Let go

Of all that you perceive

Everything’s not as it seems

See today for what it is

Not what it can give

Make your way

You’re lost within

That’s no way to live

Good we’ve given

Bad we’ve committed

But we believe we’re all forgiven

The mark of the man

Is not where he stands

Where he stands

Where he stands

When all is right in the world

It’s what he does when the chilling wind

Threatens to break down his door

Inhale the bravery

Exhale the worry

His life on the edge but his soul survives

His sanity is stolen but he’s civil inside

They hold his feet to the fire

Hoping he’ll be inspired

The rocks at the bottom

Will know your name

Don’t let shame replace who you’ll be

With who you are

Contempt is a weak metal for building

Anything of wonder

Ask a man on his death bed

What he truly believes

He will say, it’s not the trophies

Or the places he’s seen

The unanswered questions

Leave the greatest impression

Let go of all that you perceive

Everything is not what it seems