A Fine Day To Exit

Long way from home

Nowhere to go

What made the river so cold?

The sweat of thoughts

Trickle down my brow

Soaking and stinging my eye

You've got to face it head on

So you can turn this thing around

'cause this ain't right

Tell tale sighs and cries

Of dreams unfulfilled

And time is running, running dry

Panic stricken bloodshot hearts

Try to restart

But no longer build the well to survive sweet oblivion

You've got to face it head on

So you can turn this thing around

'cause this ain't right

I've got these feelings and I don't know why

I see all my fears in the darkness of light

What made the river so cold?

Never anyone to rearrange and fall to

Time inside the empty

Call to the blameless, I am faithless

Placid dying eyes

You've got to face it head on

So you can turn this thing around

'cause this ain't right

You have to go eye to eye

Raise your face to the sky

'cause this ain't right

I got to believe when I say

Only this is the way