Let me walk under weight like waves And find the fool in the courage craved I'll run into the house as it’s burning I can make it to the morning So I'll find the revolution in a breath Square one always felt like the start of something beautiful I have been here before I can stand in my body like I own it
So bring me my tomorrow I swear by my sorrow, her hopeful hands to bear me Bring me my tomorrow
Light my sins in the lens of fault Let my edges blur as I stand like salt This dead head vessel blind to the curtain Let the siren sing certain If I could be rid of this, I would in a breath My words are a whisper But at least I can call them mine Call out the warning More than a mantra I can make it to the morning
So bring me my tomorrow I swear by my sorrow, her hopeful hands to bear me Bring me my tomorrow I know every word All this cold talk of redemption But the night can't hold a candle to shadows that I can’t overcome It was always there Growing louder yet Give me sight in the silence And god help me, give me sleep
This softness I'm waiting weightless for With only one thing more to ask these fragile bones in the end
Was it gentle? ‘Cause I need her to know But tomorrow hangs like a promise I can't keep it alone But I'll meet you there
This softness I'm waiting weightless for With only one thing more to ask these fragile bones
Stand, and bring me my tomorrow Bring me my tomorrow I swear by my sorrow, her hopeful hands to bear me Bring me my tomorrow
More More than the sum of scars More than the rope's end More More than a call to arms More than the harm You're more More than the damage done More than the hopeless More More than the dawn More than the end More than a mantra YouTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
