Moving slowly from the center
There's no telling what comes now
Walk the woods, the coldest winter
Look around, I take my time
No one said you had to stay here
Come on, are you on my side?
Words are holy, words are sacred
Shades of grey, your weary eyes
Forced your way, the only winner
The court, the jester step aside
No one said you had to like it
Come on, are you on our side
Trying to transcend the river
Can't see the forest for the vines
I'm gone
Move on
Hang on
New Dawn