A Return to Reason

Days of drowning are almost over
And the world, once fun, is a little more sober
And important things we thought we knew
Turned to ash, into the wind it flew

The chance given to a grand people
Losing the gamble in a crumbling steeple
And beneath the unending season
We pray for a return to reason

We pray for a return to reason

The years seem like days with no end
We fall asleep while souls slowly bend
To the dull glow of marvelous spite
Raiding senses to senseless fight

The chance given to a grand people
Losing the gamble in a crumbling steeple
And beneath the unending season
We pray for a return to reason

We pray for a return to reason



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Alexander Thompson Honeywood, Hector Salas
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