Ambition.

there are the dark days
that cloud the mind right from the start
there are the eulogies i compose
for my own goodbyes
there are the melodies i’ve learned
to sing by heart when i’m alone, afraid
my life has been a song of sorrows

there is a quietness that i have never shaken
a terrifying absence and depression
that most of what i dream of will never come to pass
cos i imagine life too big before i even start

and my ambition is to make a difference
as large a one as i ever could concieve
and my name may never be made known
my ambition stays the same
i’d make a difference to your heart

i’ve read ten thousand names and whispered them aloud
i’ve spent long nights awake perfecting every part
i’ve listened to the heartbeat of a thousand lives
and heard the same refrain, and i’ve tried to make a difference

there are the words that stick
within the corners of the mind
there are the tears that start
with any memory of long hard nights
there are the sad songs and poems
that walk me through the days
my life has been a song of sorrows

and my ambition is to make a difference
collecting all the stories my life is made of
and if i could somehow remember all their names
my ambition was to make a difference to your heart
and their names would make the finest start

my eulogy can start anytime you like
as soon as you feel satisfied, i’ll take the walk
i simply ask to see a thousand faces beside the Son
and remember me where i made a difference to your heart

What do you think?