We’ve walked a lifetime through the bitter dark of this world
and finally we have happened upon its cold watery edge.
Our expedition has been fruitless.
Our voyage found no clues.
Our expedition has been fruitless.
Our voyage found no clues.
There is to be no heroic rescue.
We stare longingly into the abyss.
The nothingness is now unbearable.
The calm is now deafening.
We are all that’s left.
We are all there's ever going to be.
We are the dying embers of a civilization lost.
We hope.
That someone,
Somewhere,
Some day,
We stare longingly into the abyss.
The nothingness is now unbearable.
The calm is now deafening.
We are all that’s left.
We are all there's ever going to be.
We are the dying embers of a civilization lost.
We hope.
That someone,
Somewhere,
Some day,
Will stand where we are and bask again in the warm rays of the sun.
We hope for a chance to start again.
We hope for a new dawn.
- Written by Graeme Carr -
