When We Fall

As we stand in line in the pouring rain

Where the mist settles down on us all

When the sound of the children left behind

Makes us choke on our fear even more

As the smoke becomes fake and all we can see

Is the flames of the fadin' falls

We return to the naked warmth we feed

With our meadow still never warm

When we fall to the sea, then we will be ashore

For what we believe can return to us all

To the will of a master's drum we stride

Filled with hate that feeds the flood

With the thoughts of the ones we left behind

Is enough to be there for us all

When we fall to the sea, then we will be ashore

For what we believe can return to us all

When we fall to the sea, then we will be ashore

For what we believe can return to us all

When we fall to the sea, then we will be ashore

For what we believe can return to us all