This Time It's War - 11:34

Breathing life back into us
Can this be the one?
The bleeding starts
Sing to clear the dust

We'll never wish this had begun

I've been watching all day and night
The sky hangs low and reaches down to you
But all the rain can't weigh me down
Too much young life, all unbound
An incarnation of the age of static

We will glide away

Dark wet scenery lives here all year
Violent storms circle 'round us
In a fight we cannot win
You and I will surely meet our end

We will glide away