And we burned the boats to ashes After beaching on the shore Looked back across the ocean And said we're never going home Our shadows killed the flowers Our footsteps spoiled the land It seems we're always in the way No matter where we choose to stand
Can we just wait until this is over If we know our precious time is running out?
And sooner or later comes a time when we will reap what we have sown And sooner or later, we all have to go home And sooner or later, there's a time to face the music, face the sound And sooner or later we will have to go home
And from the gods we all seek favor With every sacrificial lamb But the bodies all pile higher And the blood just stains our hands And soon, you'll feel the panic In your breath and in your veins When you know there's no tomorrow And you've realized too late
And still, we wait While our precious time is running out
And sooner or later comes a time when we will reap what we have sown And sooner or later, we all have to go home And sooner or later, there's a time to face the music, face the sound So sooner or later, we will have to go Our precious time is running out!
Are we just passengers so sick of waiting For this final destination? And where we all will end up I would die to know, die to know that place
And sooner or later comes a time when we will reap what we have sown And sooner or later, we all have to go home And sooner or later comes a time when we'll have nowhere left to go And sooner or later we will have to go home
Compositores: Brandon M Barnes (ASCAP), Joseph Daniel Principe (ASCAP), Timothy J Mc Ilrath (Mac Ilrath Timothy J) (ASCAP), Zachariah Joaquin Blair (ASCAP)Editor: 401kill Music (ASCAP)Administração: BMG Rights Administration Us LLC (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #30406155 em 05/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM