Bad luck wind blowin’
In the breath of death
From the sway the lens bleeds deep across the screen
Sound the voice of life and bury it beneath your feet

I wish this light would never ever dim
I wish this light would never dim
Sorrow sings of everything
But survival doesn’t seem to ring
Isolate, contain your pain
To outlast the taste of misery

I believe the curse
Will swallow its teeth
Show the stars and I can clear the air and love the end
As hollow as that sounds, I begin to breathe somehow
I wish this light would never ever dim
I wish this light would never dim

Sorrow sings of everything
But survival doesn’t seem to ring
Isolate, contain your pain
To outlast the taste of misery

The curse.
Will swallow its teeth.
The past.
Will fall at your feet

Sorrow sings of everything
But survival doesn’t seem to ring
Isolate, contain your pain
To outlast the taste of misery
Sorrow sings, this sorrow

Composição: Brock Lindow