Our Souls Will Fly
Come close
Walk slow
I am not ready to relinquish control
Take my hand
I will lead you through this sadistic land
Reach out
Touch my robes
Together we will watch the end unfold
Here we are
On the shore of crimson tides
I see no change
I see no hope
For those who send the innocent to die
Come close
Walk slow
The end is not in sight
This journey will be a tearful ride
Hold my hand
As we start to clean the sand
We will know one day our souls will fly