Seven

Sew it on, face the fool
Decembers tragic drive
When time is poetry

And stolen the world outside
The waiting crush my heart
(Could)
No

Sew it on, face the fool
The tide breaks a wave of fear
And brave songs disappear

The secret voice of dawn
This last time
Raise my eyes
No

Youll taste it
Youll taste it
In time
In time
In time
In time

The right words
In time
The right words
In time

Sew it on, face the fool
The mirrors lie
Those arent my eyes

Destroy them, raise my hand
Reflects in savage shards
A new face, soul reborn
No

Youll taste it
Youll taste it
In time
In time
In time
In time

The right words
In time
The right words
In time