A Reason to Give

On solid ground
 Stands the man
 Whose conscience is untainted
 He shall be blessed
 Shall be respected
 May your smile no longer be forced
 A reason to give
 A call to the inner lie
 A reason to hold your principles up
 A reason to live
 Maintaining your private sky
 Hurting tent pegs in your mind
 Out in the sea
 Deep in the ground
 On top of the highest mountains
 Wherever you hide
 Wherever you run
 You're the fly and the window alike
 Thine statue is white
 Shines in the sun
 Solely blinds your eyes
 Out of the light
 Into the darkness
 You will never reach its size
 A reason to give
 A call to the inner lie
 A reason to hold your principles up
 A reason to live
 Maintaining your private sky
 Hurting tent pegs in your mind