Street light, she passes by
the midnight cries, but you don't hear
another fight, no need to cry
one more goodbye could take you there

that leads to sorrow
there is tomorrow
to shape the world in small ways
its hard to trace but that's ok
cause we could never follow
there lies a burrow
and i can see the waters deep
this is where the silent speak tonight

A photograph in black and white
what happens to that child when innocence dies
the glass of wine, he takes a drive
a lonely ride, to stay alive

that leads to sorrow
there is tomorrow
to shape the world in small ways
its hard to trace but that's ok
cause we could never follow
there lies a burrow
and i can see the waters deep
this is where the silent speak tonight

my eyes the rest can tell
people get by when they cant decide
there's no surprise, ive realized
that such ambition is hard to find

that leads to sorrow
there is tomorrow
to shape the world in small ways
its hard to trace but that's ok
cause we could never follow
there lies a burrow
and i can see the waters deep
this is where the silent speak tonight

that leads to sorrow
there is tomorrow
to shape the world in small ways
its hard to trace but that's ok
cause we could never follow
there lies a burrow
and i can see the waters deep
this is where the silent speak tonight