Lyrics
How long we've run, how far we've come
When the stakes were high and our stength was gone
And I had no patience when I was young
The night were too short and the days too long
Oh I shed things that do me no good
I'm tearing through the pages
My heart, tell me I should
make it through the changes
Shed things that do me no good
I'm tearing through the pages
My heart, tell me I should
Make it through the changes
Are tehre things we have forgotten
That have fallen through our hands?
We felt safe in repetition
so we cancelled all our plans
Somewhere buried in the pages
a fire waits for you
It transcended many ages
Be mindful of what you do