Why are you here? Why are you mad?
Is 6 feet the extent of your love? Your trust?
Is that all that stands between us?
I'll find a way to make this right,
To shield the wind and hold your light,
Ask for change...pray for rain.
Let it fall, let it break,
Let it crash into the sea,
Blinding lights of search and rescue fall off course,
Let it be, sure and tall,
Let it question who we are,
Break this framework that's enslaved us for so long.
Where's the point that we break?
Where's the point that we state
That these lines are about us,
Let the stories unfold,
Let the lies that we told,
Come back and expose us,
Refuse the idea of failure,
Accept the fact that its over,
All this time...you were wrong.
Can tons of despair be held up by hopes alone?
The damage kings can do before they're dethrone,
When you finally realize that its no ones fault but your own.
What took years to build crumbled away,
So why should this be any different?
From these tombs I fear no martyrs will rise,
At least not on my behalf.
To scream in vain "All Hands On Deck",
But not one's left,
Accept your fate,
And go down with the ship.
Is 6 feet the extent of your love? Your trust?
Is that all that stands between us?
I'll find a way to make this right,
To shield the wind and hold your light,
Ask for change...pray for rain.
Let it fall, let it break,
Let it crash into the sea,
Blinding lights of search and rescue fall off course,
Let it be, sure and tall,
Let it question who we are,
Break this framework that's enslaved us for so long.
Where's the point that we break?
Where's the point that we state
That these lines are about us,
Let the stories unfold,
Let the lies that we told,
Come back and expose us,
Refuse the idea of failure,
Accept the fact that its over,
All this time...you were wrong.
Can tons of despair be held up by hopes alone?
The damage kings can do before they're dethrone,
When you finally realize that its no ones fault but your own.
What took years to build crumbled away,
So why should this be any different?
From these tombs I fear no martyrs will rise,
At least not on my behalf.
To scream in vain "All Hands On Deck",
But not one's left,
Accept your fate,
And go down with the ship.