Three young men with guitars strapped to their chests
Look for a light in the dark days of unrest
Old enough to make their own adult choices
You can hear the sound of desperate youth in their voices
Their path narrow and winding. �We�re lost.�
They all knew but none of them said
Trying to keep each others hearts from freezing over
�we�re not alive, but far from dead.�
And as the gleam in their eye fades, they lose their grips
Turn their backs and walk away. Yeah
The days it took to bridge gap between
The stories spoken the lies untold
Everyday kids with a difference. We mourn the rubble before the dust hits the floor
RESTLESS
There's no shelter embrace the storm
TAKEN
We're torn apart so try to hold on
RESTLESS
Fuck sleeping
There'll be time for that when we die
HOPELESS