Gone

Face full of Sun
And we run
'Til we lose our way

Bad thoughts are gone
War is won
And all's in its place

The day's all ours
Until we
Trip on a grave

Birds stop their song
As you turn
To me and say

We will be gone, we will be gone
We will be gone
We will be gone, we will be gone
We will be gone

We will be gone, we will be gone
We will be gone
We will be gone, we will be gone
We will be gone

We will be gone, we will be gone
We will be gone
We will be gone, we will be gone
We will be gone

We will be gone, we will be gone
We will be gone
We will be gone, we will be gone
We will be gone