make no mistake
it’s the sound of the gun
that echoes in here
it’s a hollow truth
the secret lines
and you don’t give in
it’s the way we die

I called your name
from the hills of our dreams
dead flowers grow on these fields
pale moon
lights the way
wipes the tears
of yesterday

there’s no goodbyes
and the worlds going down
she’s a river
I sat by her side

I can’t break these chains
no one is here
all the lights are sliding away
I can’t hold on tonight
my senses astray
so close to the fire
and fear comes again

I roamed the streets
hunting you down
only fools will be king
the valleys here
the myth you sold
soaked in rain
and tombs are cold