Burn to the ground
Everything that you know you took for granted
Learn from the ones
Who were the best at walking away
Castles and pawns
And the queens of the seasons that departed
Are we the lost of the ones
Who were left here with nothing else to say

Treasure the sound of the silence
In between the moments
For they are so fragile and fleeting
Just like the wind
Measure the seconds that count
Never repeating
Mistakes have been made
To remind you the place that you've been

Now the days are blending in
Can't remember the sun on my skin
But one of these days
Things will be looking up again

One of these days
It'll feel like none of this has happened
One of these days
It will feel like a distant dream
One of these days
The chains will break and free the captives
One of these days
You'll be making sense of everything

Now the days are blending in
Can't remember the sun on my skin
But one of these days
Things will be looking up again