Stand with me at the edge of disaster
Without remedy
Show me how they held you at sorrow's blade
How your bones break
Teach me how to keep from going under
To fight harder
It slips through your fingers
Try to hold on tighter
Your praying amounts to just one breath
Cracks in the shroud become little deaths
I guess you're afraid of what you're made of, you're made of
Show me how you bear your arms to the sky
As wings
Teach me how you dream of a better life
Without rough seas
And when the leaves fall we will stand
Above the trees
We were the lost
Now we're the known
We hold the key
And we walk alone
Your praying amounts to just one breath
Cracks in the shroud become little deaths
I guess you're afraid of what you're made of, you're made of
I would die
This very night
Lay down my life
To make it right
We were the lost
Now we're the known
We hold the key
And we walk alone

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