Bend the Bow

I hear the quiet coming on
I know the night is going by
you are the secret in the sky
you are the process and the why

the earth is crumbling and i am tumbling
into your arms i must go
as i am mumbling could you forgive him
and try to tell me when to row

the time has come to bend the bow
the time has come to bend the bow
don't try and tell me you don't know
since this is war we must bend

everybodys thinking the same thing
everybodys dreaming the same dream
you got yourself caught in between
where your going and where you want to be