Our mighty fallen
Begotten power
Shoulder to shoulder
Never surrender...
Apples drop...
beside the tree...
old man please...
remember me...
And all of us...
still chase our dream
underneath...
the canopy...
Steady we ride
silhouette flying
over the grass
As the daylight now dies
our stallions
breathing their last
Duty chain us
our demons haunt us
fighting for seeds
of our crown
death by sundown
Steady we ride
watching scenes playing
out from our past
Like the smell of her hair
those times always
fly by so fast
Needles broken
the feeling's woken
should we just let it all fade
Is it just time?
