Saeculum

Despite what you think of me
Could you tell me what I am?
Elders speak plain to me
That my mind might comprehend

Hold tight to me, I feel I'm falling down
Hold tight to me, my feet cannot reach the ground

Way back in the garden
Where was there a point of no return
And if we never drew that line
Would your trees have eventually burned

I'm better than I ought to be
But I've lost my chance to pretend
Still waiting and I'm listening
But the water floor is caving in

Hold tight to me, I feel I'm falling down
Hold tight to me, my feet cannot reach the ground

They're dropping bombs
We're dropping bombs
No one can save us
No one's left alive

The crowds are left speechless
Better minds left behind locked doors
A saeculum winding down
Toward a break in the cyclical rounds

The cries are still ringing out
As deaf ears will march out at dawn
I stop and I and I ask you now
If this was your plan all along



Credits
Writer(s): Dallin Cerva, J Jamison Cerva, Jacquelyn Berry Cerva, Liz Aponte
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