Dead in mind of a flickering candle
He sits alone, too much to handle
Bottles scattered like memories
Across the floor
He's one reminder of what he's fighting for
Drowning in reminder of what he's fighting for
Drowning in the shallow wind
No land in sight
Lost in a sea of whispers
In the endless night
His cries for help
Just echoes in the void
Hope a distant memory
Nearly destroyed
A mirror shows a stranger
With hollow eyes
A reflection of a man
Whose belief lies
Promises broken, dreams left to rust
In the bottle he placed his trust
In the bottle he placed his trust
Drowning in the shallow wind
No land in sight
Lost in a sea of whispers
In the endless night
His cries for help
Just echoes in the void
Hope a distant memory
Nearly destroyed
Nearly destroyed
But in the darkest hour before the dawn
A freak whisper of cries
To carry on although we fail
To break the chains
To rise above the sorrows
The pain
He stands at the crossroads
A choice to be made
To walk the same path
Or to forge a new way
To get the decision right
A chance to turn the page
To start new days
Start new days
So here's to the fight, to the break of day
To the man in the mirror finding his way
From the depths of despair a new hope forms
In the heart of the storm, a new dawn