i am the wind, you are the feather

this is an open ended sky

with open eyes too tired to look away

say you'll stay forever by my side

and forever we'll be standing here

the dead still

walk the street

this means war

on everyone

you can't hear

them lying to us

you can't see

their fingers crossed

the dead still

walk the street

this means war

on everyone

you can't hear

them lying to us

you can't see

their fingers crossed

lets keep our thoughts

on guard this time

we'll keep on moving on

just don't let them get to close

lets keep our thoughts

on guard this time

we'll keep on moving on

just don't let them get to close

in the land where the dead still walk

walk the streets. this means war

on everyone

you can't hear

them lying to us

you can't see

their fingers crossed

this is a test

we know our own strength

we'll take the east

and march on

make our way

burning all our bridges

state by state

we march on

make our way

burning all our bridges

state by state

we march on

and we march on

leaving trails of hope behind us

with our hands to the sky

the wind will be our guide

at times like these

to be the last one standing

hope is all we have left

at times like these

to be the last one standing

hope is all we have left

to be the last one standing

to be the last one standing