Behind gray clouds it all burns brighter
Rescue looks down from their tall towers
I know we belong somewhere other than this

Hope burns in our blood, control clenched within our fists

Shes known such great pain and suffering

There is no way around what she is going, to do
Her arms are covered in self inflicted wounds
She feels so alone in this crowded room


And she thinks there is no way through this
But Woah, love is the movement