We search for what we hold inside
Sohard to find
Luck turns

Will the fallen ever reach within

And rise again
For the rest of my life

I will find the answers

That were always here

I will find the meaning this time

I will fight the end

Till the end is here



Wasted time

With words that seem to break our will

They blind us still

Without a care

They tarnish what we hold so dear

What was once so clear

For the rest of my life

I will find the answers

That were always here

I will find the meaning this time

I will fight the end

Till the end is here