Let go and let live.
As we pave the roads of a dying place
There's only broken dreams left to chase

Neck-deep in the depths of hell,
Wondering why, we still burn bridges
Fighting different demons became our secret

With nowhere else to go, our past has left us,
As far as we remember, our memories forgot us.


Now is our time, here is our place.
Make the days count and not count your days.


We'll be the ones to,
To pick the love the world left behind.
But if love is blind, then what are we looking forward to?

If nothingness is all we see, give it a point of view.
Are we liberated, or confined in freedom?
The world was ours, yet all we saw was its burden.


Don't hide from a clouded mind
Learn to dance under the rain.

Are we what we believe,
Or are the nightmares observant to our dreams?
Here's our point of views, as the reflection in the mirror.

Here's our perceptions, as blind as love.
There is always good in bad.


These are the foundations which held our backs
Of what we spoke in array of our broken selves
Are we living, or are we in discord?

Cause we're still paying the price, for the soul that we've bought.
But this is who we are, and this is all we've got,
Picking up the pieces in a broken plot.


We spoke of uncertainty, we dreamt of love,
When you look past the end, all else begins for us.

This is our home, built on ambitions over time
We'll pick the love that YOU left behind
So step by step my friend, we'll learn to live again,

Because the days we felt alive are the ones we gave a damn.