like waiting for a dawn of an inner confidence like ignorance don t miss the chance tonight and when occlusion s drawn up all the lights won t stop to put you on the display of this shop the time after rising from the ashes is so cold between the world and you the icing and you know you have been told but it s too late to cancel points of no return no time to learn until you burn tonight forecasts of our ration of the crowd alone and all those acting things you call the tide but when the curtain s falling waiting forlorn for the day remaining just those memories afraid they will not stay stay tonight never bail and you will prevail inner sight former gale now the storm won t fail wasted years wasted tears bringing back your fears but anything caused everything and now you got the wing expressions on a window would you call it stage better call it sage to be the hub tonight whenever it may end up never think to stop never lead those days out from the light like leaves over a loom gale we re carried through the world and after years on this assumed trail you realize the aim would hurt hurt your heart take your soul never find this hole to rise again to fill the air for you there s no spare wasted years wasted tears bringing back your fears but anything caused everything and now you got the wing