day of the kid

the colours we kept are known to lift

light is the cup

night is the guilt

all of the ghosts

all of the shit

i don't suppose you knew to quit

and we pray for a chance now

and we pray for a chance now

take all the boxes out of the closet

clean out the albums

play them for hours

and they're still playing. i was the kid

i can say

now is the skies

heaven can wait

talk your friend

down to your grave

no more

no more

no more we wait

now is the skies

heaven can wait

do you really think that we could save

do you really think that we could save

do you really think that we could save

and we pray for a chance now

and we pray for a chance now