This is and open ended sky
With open eyes to tired to look away
Say you'll stay forever by my side
And forever we'll be standing here
The dead still, walk the street
This means war, on everyone
You can't hear, them lying to us
You can't see, their fingers crossed
The dead still, walk the street
This means war, on everyone
You can't hear, them lying to us
You can't see, their fingers crossed
This is a test
We know our own strength
We'll take the east
And march on
Make our way, burning all our bridges
State by state, we march on
Make our way, burning all our bridges
State by state, we march on
And we march on, leaving trails of hope behind us
With our hands to the sky
The wind will be our gide
At times like these
To be the last one standing
Hope is all we have left
(To be the last one standing)
At times like these
To be the last one standing
Hope is all we have left
(To be the last one standing)