Herd of Bison - The Fallout Lyrics

My volume of dreams, unstitched at the seams
Shimmered and gleamed, tarnished in the streams
And those I have seen, hiding between
The west and the east, are sheltered the least
All screams had purled, while banners unfurled
The cypress had curled, and withered the world
If fallout was seen, with a beautiful sheen
With people enthralled by the harrowing scene

A once gilded age
Unveiled by rage
Tears up the page
Scribed by the sage
No one was saved

I admit defeat, was slow on my feet
I now retreat, and give up my seat
And now I exhaust, my mind that is lost
Enveloped in frost, bears a biting cost
The cardinal has flown, with north winds that blow
Flying too low, in search of a home
But I'm still here, with lack of fear
My conscience is clear, from whispers I hear

A new day will dawn
But war rages on
Their savior is gone
From patience withdrawn
A new day will dawn

And as I thaw
My path I draw
With newfound awe
For it's the future I saw
The future I saw