Old Tomorrows

You are ready to take
But let me guess the mess
You are not at all
Good with being taken

You’re not willing to speak
But let me tell you a fact
It’s way too late to shout
When no one is there to listen

I told you once
I told you twice
One day the river might run dry
So hold your breath, count 1 2 3
Dive into the water while it’s deep

Rise or hit the ground below, hit the ground below
Time to bleach old tomorrows, old tomorrows
It’s up to us, to crack the rust
To soak up the young blood
Rise or hit the ground below, hit the ground below

You are ready to break
But let me guess the rest
You never thought you could
Be the broken

Oh you’re not ready to make
The first step of change
One day it’s too late
Hearts won’t open

I told you once
I told you twice
When rage is covering all of your face
You’ll be tied up by your veins
Your soul will hold you in disdain

Rise or hit the ground below, hit the ground below
Time to bleach old tomorrows, old tomorrows
It’s up to us, to crack the rust
To soak up the young blood
Rise or hit the ground below, hit the ground below

Past can be so good at giving you nothing
Young mistakers
Old days chasers
Lets become generation breakers

Rise or hit the ground below, hit the ground below
Time to bleach old tomorrows, old tomorrows
It’s up to us, to crack the rust
To soak up the young blood
Rise or hit the ground below, hit the ground below