Iâ€™m familiar with these surroundings,
Iâ€™m not at home but I feel content
And thatâ€™s because we are the chosen ones
And we will walk until we find a brighter life
There is always hope
Sure as the rise and fall of your chest
Donâ€™t relax your lungs just yet
Hug the sunrise, and die with the sunset
Watch the dawn find the answers
Let the voices fill your head with stories of the untold,
The moments that I relived, before this all came to pass
They are the haunting ones, the haunting ones.
Let the clouds roll back
Take the tattered remnants from your past.
Let the sun rise, over our weary heads
Wtop | 15 Oct 2018