Regardless of the room around us,
Regardless of the mood you've found us
We will leave.
This tired state is past, behind us,
These walls of stone, they keep, surround us.
He will lead again.
In our time, here in bed,
We begin thoughts pensive.
We hold our eyes shut
We're afraid, that our dreams
Float away.
Regardless of the crude abyss and
Regardless of our hope insisting
We will stay.
This tired state is past, behind us,
These walls of stone, they keep, surround us.
He will lead again.
Regardless of the mood you've found us
We will leave.
This tired state is past, behind us,
These walls of stone, they keep, surround us.
He will lead again.
In our time, here in bed,
We begin thoughts pensive.
We hold our eyes shut
We're afraid, that our dreams
Float away.
Regardless of the crude abyss and
Regardless of our hope insisting
We will stay.
This tired state is past, behind us,
These walls of stone, they keep, surround us.
He will lead again.