im waiting for the morning waiting in the night when that sun comes over the mountain she gonna turn this darkness to light vs 1 now its been a long throw since we first took to this soil we found an itch to scratch real quick and called it war all this fighting it aint nothing but a symptom of our sickness and we still aint found a cure vs 2 we keep walking down that same path that worn out crooked way stepping over all of historys little tracks falling it dont come first pride will push you to the edge and once you start falling can you ever go back vs 3 how do we answer our children when they wonder what went wrong do we scratch our heads and tell them no one know really knows why do we go back to a garden a perfect little world to two lovers who couldnt keep it right 