Petrichor
I Dreamt The Sea
GENRE Open your mind to this world, like a drowning mouth to the sea
Let the light shine in, wipe away the blood
Rise up and stand on your own two feet
This hunger burns inside us all
To feel the world in your hand
To be the one in control
We made these choices for the better, and took these lessons to heart
In the ruin of the past we've salvaged happiness
So speak these words with me, and scream it out cause in the end it'll only happеn again
A constant cycle of emptiness as tragеdy, unless you stop it here with me dead in its tracks
We made these choices for the better and took these lessons to heart, and in the ruin of the past we've salvaged happiness
Inadequacies cease to be as I become the beacon to my soul
I put my hands in my friends and I know I'm home
For we who wander are not lost, we're going home
I will build a better world than those who came before me, And we will raise the bar for those who follow
Inadequacies cease to be as I stumble along this path
I put my hand in my friends' and I know I'm home
A house is made of wood and stone, but it's love that makes this house a home
A house is made of wood and stone, but it's love.....
Let the light shine in, wipe away the blood
Rise up and stand on your own two feet
This hunger burns inside us all
To feel the world in your hand
To be the one in control
We made these choices for the better, and took these lessons to heart
In the ruin of the past we've salvaged happiness
So speak these words with me, and scream it out cause in the end it'll only happеn again
A constant cycle of emptiness as tragеdy, unless you stop it here with me dead in its tracks
We made these choices for the better and took these lessons to heart, and in the ruin of the past we've salvaged happiness
Inadequacies cease to be as I become the beacon to my soul
I put my hands in my friends and I know I'm home
For we who wander are not lost, we're going home
I will build a better world than those who came before me, And we will raise the bar for those who follow
Inadequacies cease to be as I stumble along this path
I put my hand in my friends' and I know I'm home
A house is made of wood and stone, but it's love that makes this house a home
A house is made of wood and stone, but it's love.....
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