Wrestling the wolf at the door Leave a trail of blood on the floor Victory is mine if I make it out alive Hands around the neck of my heart Strangle what I'm dying to start Bruising like a peach, but I come back every time 'Cause I might just have a stroke of genius Right about the time I stop believing It's right there, just beyond My fingertips, if I hold on Maybe I won't touch it tonight But I might Running down the halls of my mind Scissors in my hand, trying to find Something left to say that is worthy of my tongue Solitary fight with a canvas Solo flight attempting to land it Married to a muse I can't stand, but She's all I ever want 'Cause I might just have a stroke of genius Right about the time I stop believing It's right there, just beyond My fingertips, if I hold on Maybe I won't touch it tonight But I Might stand on the porch And leave on the light Lay with Goliath And look at the sky 'Cause I am a vessel On a changing tide And maybe I won't make it To the other side Or I might just have a stroke of genius Right about the time I stop believing It's right there, just beyond My fingertips, if I hold on Maybe I won't touch it tonight But I might