Hope for the Hopeless

Soft as the voice of an angel Breathing a lesson unheard;
Hope with a gentle persuasionWhispers her comforting word.-Alice Hawthorn,"Whispering Hope"

i heard this song on the radio this morning as i parked my car at the subway, the last song i hear sets the tone for my day, until i maybe attend a spinning class at lunchour and get "restrung"

so here you go,

Save Me - Shinedown

well I’ve got a candle and I’ve got a spoon
I live in a hallway with no doors and no rooms
and under a windowsill they all were found
a touch of concrete within the doorway without a sound

someone save me if you will
and take away all these pills
and please just save me if you can
from my blasphemy in my wasteland

how did I get here and what went wrong
couldn’t handle forgiveness now I’m far beyond gone
and I can hardly remember the look of my own eyes
how could I love this a life so dishonest it made me compromise

jump in the water jump in with me
jump on the alter lay down with me
the hardest question to answer is why
somebody save me
please don’t erase me