Fragile And Weak

As the daylight burns the dark

The scars will heal within

In the frail falling of fast words

The empty space will call your name

And when you'll turn towards the unknown

You'll see a trace of burning dust

Dress like a bride, or for a funeral pyre

That's the shape of a bitter goodbye

We're fragile and weak

Maybe too young to seek

Every day has its dawn

As ashes, we come, and we go

Like a falling and burning storm

Here we are ready to go

The empty space will call our name

We'll find a place where we can rest

You'll find some rest on my chest

So dress like a bride, or for a funeral pyre

That's the shape of a bitter goodbye

We're fragile and weak

Maybe too young to seek

Every day has its dawn

Like every night has its tomb