Same old nights pass through, flow over them,
they led me to this place...
The same old days they graze across my shoulder
While I try to fight back against them every day
What's the reason to be so worn down, like old tools,
worn down, all rusted they can't be used
Surrounded by strife, conflict all around me
tried to fill my heart up with doubt and with suspicion
But there is one reward for all of the worry
leads us a place we don't know
Always keep the things you want to protect
So, closely by your side
Turn your eyes away, you'll ease the pain
if you choose 'just survive'...
I went out traveling to find myself
Is it ok to think, with polish it will shine?
Same old nights pass through, flow over them,
they led me to this place...
lots a feelings left and my empty shell, here they all hang
Always keep the things you want to protect
So, closely by your side
Don't turn your eyes away keep fighting on
surviving's not for you