All the voices hit the with a sick sound, time moving in slow motion, sifting through, in as the smoke clears, marching in rotation, got a feeling that this is bruise, I'm pretty sure that is gonna be costly, I sit cuz there's nothing left to do, hands covering your head and you wish you could again.
fire comes and it all the brush away, rain down, falling in a lifeless gray, the sun down, something new comes from the dust and spreads its wings toward the heavens.
colors and they mix into a go-round, the the mix the more it's getting darker, heat rises and it behind a ... feel it go, feel the get harder, it isn't something that you said never lose, you it in for something that you can't stand, you let go and now there's left to do, hands covering your head now ready to start again,
(chorus)
(Spoken word:) The second is all you have left, remember why you to this gift, a new day, a new start, the turns. sometimes you've got to before you burn.
fire comes and it burns all the away, comes down, snow falling in a gray, sun comes fire comes and it burns all the away, comes down, snow falling in a gray, sun down comes and it burns all the brush away, rain down, snow falling in a gray, sun down something new comes from the dust and spreads its wings toward the heavens.