Set forth into the sun Into the light of our mother No return from this warmth Our first respite from the cold
"Good dream? Let me guess, the surface of the sun? The only dream I ever have. Every time I shut my eyes it's always the same."
Scorched deep by beaming light Turn our lungs to ash Every breath always a labor Every step always a struggle
Placate our pain with waves Our final words gone unspoken Reach out and touch our gravest failures Ease our hearts with the fluttering of wings
Protest until the end our certain fates Quietly resign life to the warmth of the sun
Placate our pain in waves Reach out and touch our gravest failures Ease our hearts with the fluttering of wings We will not survive this
No yearning for our lives to be remembered Desperate for them to just have had meaning Drowned in the fires, buried in the cold Please take our lives and give us purposeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
