Own Drum

I say let me live To the pace of my own drum Let me live Hear the sound of my heart beat Beating There are those say And those who listen But when time runs cold Sweet disposition Have I fallen down Have we fallen down again? These rapid walls Push closer to you Squeezing through your mind Yes, you're stuck in the middle But have I fallen down No have we fallen down again? I've got this rhythm I've got this own my own I've got this golden stone in my hold I've got this rhythm I've got this sweet sapphire I see it shinning towards the blackest storm I say let me live To the pace of my own drum Let me live Hear the sound of my heart beat Beating We try to consolidate our thoughts And our feelings But the only ones in our way Are our own beings And while truth unfolds And we are told The ground beneath us will never fumble anyway We will remember, remember, remember I've got this rhythm I've got this own my own I've got this golden stone in my hold I've got this rhythm I've got this sweet sapphire I see it shinning towards the blackest storm I say let me live To the pace of my own drum Let me live Hear the sound of my heart beat Let me live To the pace of my own drum Let me live Hear the sound of my heart beat I've got this rhythm I've got this own my own I've got this golden stone in my hold I've got this rhythm I see it shinning towards the blackest I say let me live To the pace of my own drum Let me live Hear the sound of my heart beat Beating Time and time again