There is silence by tomorrow's daybreak
The daybreak of our final stand
Hearts lie to finish the trail at stake
Remember to cry no more for our land
There is bloodshed by the bay of salt
The salt of our tears and our sweat
Hands grope to hope and never balk
Remember to bail on life at sunset
There is guilt by the season and time
The time of our chances to let go
Eyes fail to look at the present rhyme
Remember to sigh no more for our show
There is labor by the cold front in store
The store of relentless storms waiting
Feet journey to the faithless souls and more
Remember to kill off all the wanting
There is anger by daylight's promise
The promise of wonder and hope for you
Lips speak of troubles and doubts amiss
Remember to die slowly for what's true
There is silence by yesterday's memory
The memory of old days to last
Hearts shatter in picking up the glory
Remember to stop living in the past