A Lament For Chance

There’s nothing left to say, we’re watching the end of days
The clouds rolling in, it’s about to begin to rain
We’ve poisoned all the land, strangled with our own hands
Till the last of our breathe, held in our chest is gone
When it comes to the end, what will be found

Closed eyes will never see a way out of this
Closed minds will never find a way out of this
There’s got to be, there’s got to be a better way than this
There’s got to be, there better be more to life than this

The writing is on the wall, suggesting impending fall
But the words go unread, we’ll sleep in the bed we’ve made
The vale of the night shadows all the light
But the day will come, we’ll awake to the Sun
The darkest hour is just before the dawn

Closed eyes will never see a way out of this
Closed minds will never find a way out of this
There’s got to be, there’s got to be a better way than this
There’s got to be, there better be more to life than this

We say, we say it’ll all change one day
We’re waiting for a change, yet idle we stand by
Why oh why do we stand by
We’re waiting for the day when we will see a change
We are the change
Why oh, why oh why