This mountain we must climb over. This mountain we must climb. I will follow you over. We will survive. . It's time now. We must be moving onward. It's time for us to fly.
A small group of boys walks down the street. Throwing a ball in the air. One says to another. Hey I'll always be your brother. I'll always be your friend.
I am the blood. I am the heartbeat. I am the needle drawing me from me. Separate vials for the vile I see. . I am the mind. And I know what I know. Fragments of pictures form my core.
Keep on looking, find a way out. Get a hold on hoping, scream and shout. A new addiction, another show. Truth and fiction, well I did not know. . Chorus.
Seems like only yesterday. But it started long ago. Trials tribulations. And notes in the autumn nights. . We didn't know way back then. What brothers we really were.
It's good to see your face in the morning. It helps me to face the day. I see you lighting candles. As I turn away. . I want you, I need you in a way that confuses me but.