Question

In the daylight
I've been running myself into the ground
As if there is some honor
In wearing myself out
Always weary for the future
And praying for the faith
That could move a foolish mountain
And calm an angry wave

My father told me,
"son there is both in every man;
The measure of the goodness
Is the measure of the bad."
That thought begins to linger
In my point of view
I'd like to think i play the angel
But i've been the devil, too

You will meet me in the heavens
If i grow the wings
You will meet me in the depths
If that is where i choose to sleep
You have seen what lives inside me
You know my nervous thoughts
My heart is full of questions
Will the answers ever come?

Will i grow the wings?
Will you meet me in the depths
Where i choose to sleep?