Stories of... (In League)

I’m familiar with these surroundings, I’m not at home but I feel content And that’s because we are the chosen ones And we will walk until we find a brighter life There is always hope Sure as the rise and fall of your chest Don’t relax your lungs just yet Hug the sunrise, and die with the sunset Watch the dawn find the answers Let the voices fill your head with stories of the untold, The moments that I relived, before this all came to pass They are the haunting ones, the haunting ones. Let the clouds roll back Take the tattered remnants from your past. Let the sun rise, over our weary heads We’ve come too far to come undone like this