Agency (The)
The Old Vines
I'll wait around until the world caves in I'll try to say something that's bittersweet Return to the days Remember the part I played Slaying the old vines How could I know? Is father tired of his life? Remember kids we dress in black And hide our eyes So I pass through the fire And now my arms have tired From holding the whole world I'm watching it fall And this lesson's burning well worth learning Please don't say this won't concern me now This is my chance I don't know where I ever went wrong
From Letras Mania