Young Leaves

Attack In Black

There's a shadow clinging lyrically by and by 
to the devil on the roadside 
there's an angel envious to mystery 
like young leaves 

there's a void begging desperate as a lie 
for us to make it feel alive 
and waiting on the world to lend a spirit 
truly free and fragile as young leaves 

there's a scar that in the dark is an empty hole 
like a thousand stories begging not to go untold 
but that in the light is a hidden dream 
for our shallow lives be appeased 
by nothing more than young leaves