Arrows

Arrows turned inward are good for the soul

I have a thing about arrows

And diamonds and coal

Pressure turning carbon to jewels

Slowly they aim at my iron mark

Flaming healing arrows

They beat at my heart

Angels turning metal to tools

I don't care what you think has got you down

You can turn it around

I don't care what you think turn it around

Turn it around, turn it around

The times that I knew I could never get through

That's when I grew up the most

And alone sounds so sad

But alone I found the best friend I had

I don't care what you think has got you down

You can turn it around

I don't care what you think turn it around

Turn it around, turn it around

Arrows turned inward are good for the soul

Piercing through every callus

They always get through

My target is a heart no-one fools

Turn it around, turn it around ...