| Song | Strain |
| Artist | Focused |
| Album | Bow |
| Times I’ve spent | |
| I’ve spent searching, looking, wanting answers but so scared, so frightened it won’t be what | |
| I want. Then i realize my conscious effort to filter out the imperfection in my life. | |
| To seek the guidance for the truth and remove the time spent wasted, the time lost. | |
| Straining to achieve. | |
| Facing reality. | |
| I’m not apart from my eternity. | |
| Recovered from afar a past of unbroken dreams only wanting for myself. | |
| So dark to what | |
| I see. Strain. | |
| Reaching toward a higher place to save me from this pain. | |
| What to gain a life of strain a race to run. | |
| Standing up to no other one but the true | |
| God |
| Times I' ve spent | |
| I' ve spent searching, looking, wanting answers but so scared, so frightened it won' t be what | |
| I want. Then i realize my conscious effort to filter out the imperfection in my life. | |
| To seek the guidance for the truth and remove the time spent wasted, the time lost. | |
| Straining to achieve. | |
| Facing reality. | |
| I' m not apart from my eternity. | |
| Recovered from afar a past of unbroken dreams only wanting for myself. | |
| So dark to what | |
| I see. Strain. | |
| Reaching toward a higher place to save me from this pain. | |
| What to gain a life of strain a race to run. | |
| Standing up to no other one but the true | |
| God |