Dearly Beloved
Holding onto loved ones lost, we try to reach the surface.
Knowing what's been lost is gone as we're drowning in the abyss.
The darkest days will bring the rain. To exasperate the winds of change.
We all carry anvils of strain tough to handle.
The brightest days lie in the wake. If we can hold the barricades.
They still linger inside, all of the friends they left behind.
I wanna get through the landslide that's outside. It's hard enough buried face down in your hands.
Can't relinquish myself to the high tide in hindsight. It's hard enough trying to be a better man.
We all, we all know all good things must come to an end.
It's in how we defend the time that we've been given.
I wanna get through the landslide that's outside. It's hard enough buried face down in your hands.
Can't relinquish myself to the high tide in hindsight. It's hard enough trying to be a better man.
Holding onto loved ones lost, we try to reach the surface.
Knowing what's been lost is gone as we're drowning in the abyss.
I wanna get through the landslide that's outside. It's hard enough buried face down in your hands.
Can't relinquish myself to the high tide in hindsight. It's hard enough trying to be a better man.
I wanna get through the landslide.
Knowing what's been lost is gone as we're drowning in the abyss.
The darkest days will bring the rain. To exasperate the winds of change.
We all carry anvils of strain tough to handle.
The brightest days lie in the wake. If we can hold the barricades.
They still linger inside, all of the friends they left behind.
I wanna get through the landslide that's outside. It's hard enough buried face down in your hands.
Can't relinquish myself to the high tide in hindsight. It's hard enough trying to be a better man.
We all, we all know all good things must come to an end.
It's in how we defend the time that we've been given.
I wanna get through the landslide that's outside. It's hard enough buried face down in your hands.
Can't relinquish myself to the high tide in hindsight. It's hard enough trying to be a better man.
Holding onto loved ones lost, we try to reach the surface.
Knowing what's been lost is gone as we're drowning in the abyss.
I wanna get through the landslide that's outside. It's hard enough buried face down in your hands.
Can't relinquish myself to the high tide in hindsight. It's hard enough trying to be a better man.
I wanna get through the landslide.
Credits
Writer(s): Fred Wilhelm, Georgia Middleman
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