Old Tomorrows

You are ready to take

But let me guess the mess

You are not at all

Good with being taken

You’re not willing to speak

But let me tell you a fact

It’s way too late to shout

When no one is there to listen

I told you once

I told you twice

One day the river might run dry

So hold your breath, count 1 2 3

Dive into the water while it’s deep

Rise or hit the ground below, hit the ground below

Time to bleach old tomorrows, old tomorrows

It’s up to us, to crack the rust

To soak up the young blood

Rise or hit the ground below, hit the ground below

You are ready to break

But let me guess the rest

You never thought you could

Be the broken

Oh you’re not ready to make

The first step of change

One day it’s too late

Hearts won’t open

I told you once

I told you twice

When rage is covering all of your face

You’ll be tied up by your veins

Your soul will hold you in disdain

Rise or hit the ground below, hit the ground below

Time to bleach old tomorrows, old tomorrows

It’s up to us, to crack the rust

To soak up the young blood

Rise or hit the ground below, hit the ground below

Past can be so good at giving you nothing

Young mistakers

Old days chasers

Lets become generation breakers

Rise or hit the ground below, hit the ground below

Time to bleach old tomorrows, old tomorrows

It’s up to us, to crack the rust

To soak up the young blood

Rise or hit the ground below, hit the ground below