Break Through

I sat on the porch step,

staring at the gate

Waiting for a hero

or a sudden twist of fate

But the dust didn't stir,

the road stayed empty and wide

So I picked up my keys and I stepped outside

Nobody's coming to hold my hand

Nobody's writing a master plan

I'm laying the bricks,

I'm framing the door

I'm not waiting on the world anymore (yeah) I'll find my own

light, I'll carve out my name

I'm learning to play my own game

There's dirt on my fingers,

there's sweat on my brow

But I look at this house that I'm building right now No

more looking backwards, no waiting on a sign

Every single decision is finally mine

I'm laying the bricks,

I'm framing the door

I'm not waiting on the world anymore

(yeah) I'll find my own light,

I'll carve out my name

I'm learning to play my own game

It’s quiet at night but the foundation is deep And these are

the promises that I intend to keep (ohhh)

I'm framing the door

Not waiting anymore

(no more,

no more)