they're letting
their eyes cross
cuz they don't know they
don't know what we know
that these lights
are only here
or to a false impression
(ponte)
impact is up to us
(refrão)
and it's all
these days
that kept us
so far away
we can break
out of this name
we could give
ourselves meaning
we were never sorry for
the choices that we made
not to sing in your
name but what is faith?
(segunda parte)
not in the mood
to chase, not
after these things
will never change
a small claim to the
stories we've told
who says we're wrong?
with waking arms we
stood so strong
(ponte)
impact is inevitable
and it's up to us
i hope i'm not
the only one with
these words sitting
on my tongue
(i'm not afraid
only drowning
men could see
and that's not