Winter storms keep picking up again
n angel's mark to touch the ground, so pure and innocent
To whom we pray won't matter in the end
When everything still happens, it's a helpless accident
Follow through on what you need
From bleeding hearts and broken bones to mend
Can our passions be renewed?
We're all phantoms passing through
Only shadows in the night
Tributes hiding from the light
If there isn't much to say
Will these phantoms fall awake?
It's much stranger than you know
Living dead until you go
United by such sadness
While divided for a cause
All connected in our tragedies
Never ones to know such loss
Each night those bells keep ringing
Should we fall down to our knees
So concerned with what's gone missing
Only lost souls to relieve
Can our passions be renewed?
We're all phantoms passing through
Only shadows in the night
Tributes hiding from the light
If there isn't much to say
Will these phantoms fall awake?
It's much stranger than you know
Living dead until you go
It's much stranger than you know
Living life or letting go