Lyrics Rise to the Occasion - The Old Dead Tree

Rise to the Occasion

I hate to gravel, to beg for help, to feel weak
I am not this kind of man
But I feel so lost
I watch my back
I’m used to managing my friend’s problems
I’m often considered
As an elder brother
I can’t tell what happened
It came so fast
A wind of dark feelings
Has blown my mind
I feel distraught
But Am I still able to
Rise to the occasion?
I feel distraught
But I have to fight for
I can’t do this anymore
This Life
But I can’t reach the shore
I feel like a stranger among friends:
Don’t trust me anymore!
I feel like a stranger among friends
Among
You!
It can’t be true
Even colours are dead
Just the cold in my head
Maybe it’s simply my time
I feel
To battle depression
So lost
I feel like a child
Lost in a mansion
I am here, lying on the floor
Pretending to ignore
Trying to forget my pain, to dive into the depths
To forgive my soul for bleeding my senses
To believe my own lies
Is the future a light shining in the dark?
I am not myself anymore
So far, so far is the shore
I just cannot even beg for more
How did my life stumble this way?
Everything seemed so strong
Everything went so wrong!
Take my pain away!
Please give me a life to live
I cannot stand to see myself agonising this way
I’m not this kind of man
Take my pain away
Help me rise to the occasion!