Low-6

Facing the distance which drags me down I learnt how to learn to carry on Our beliefs are safe in our own storm But sometime the wind Turns! All is clearer Say oh! Is there a way to fix our truth When it's all done I think we're no longer paired As if we've reached the upside down Transmission is lost and we sink in the haze Lighting up our souls with a broken match Go! Are we slaves to the walls we've built? No more chance to look beyond Is there a way to fix our truth When it's all done A feather in eternity Floating in a false reality We're all broken souls Get up! We should think before Are we slaves to the walls we've built? No more chance to look beyond Is there a way to fix our truth (When it's all) Is there a way to fix our truth When it's all done