A Fitting Sight

I won’t let this be the end of us
This isn’t make believe these are the stories that’s we weave
Don’t spend to long inside my head, to keep holding on
Only you and me
And maybe this time, this time we’ve come to far
It’s clear to me, clear to me
That we’re not welcome here
We won’t still burn the candles
Brighter than we have ever been
So raise your voices
Well show them this wasn’t all for nothing
Cause this could be our last chance
Our last chance to leave our mark on something
What other choice do we have?
And maybe this time, this time we’ve come to far
It’s clear to me, clear to me. That we’re not welcome here
There’s nothing left to say and there’s no turning back
But we can’t blame ourselves, we didn’t carve this path
So go ahead and sit on your high horse
I can wait till the day you fall off
So go ahead and sit on your high horse
I can’t wait till you fall off
And maybe this time, this time we’ve come to far
It’s clear to me, clear to me. That we’re not welcome here
There’s nothing left to say and there’s no turning back
But we can’t blame ourselves, we didn’t carve this path