the sun it had to risenthe sun it had to bring the dark back from the nightnbecause darkness left us deadnit left us so we couldn't mobilizenbut light has brought us visionnmade us see just what we've all becomenand somewhere hiddennwe burn like torches to see everyonenbeneath the romance and confidencenwe've blended with the architecture and the scenenand we've all lost our purpose for the momentary gleamnwe were made to fightnwe were made to fightni've been hiding from the truthni've been hiding from the chance to proventhat we are more than what we saynwe are more than all of our mistakesnbut soon it all begins to fadenand we are nothing more than what we've madenmiserable. oh miserable soulnwith a heart so youngnbut frame so oldnhow do you delight in me? you saynwith a mind so busynand a heart thats gone astray.nlisten. listen to my voiceni know there's all this movementnbut i'm speaking through the noisenyou know that there is hope in you somewherenbut countless attempts of fortune have left you unpreparednwe are more than our mistakesnwe are more than what we've madenyou are more than your mistakesnlisten. listen young heartnyou are more than what you've maden