The things that my Father saidI will watch over youAnd please do me a favorAnd go to bed each night atThe same timeBecause you have to keep upWith your sleep routine

What about sunrise What about the falling rain What about the things you said The things you said we were to gain Everything we would gain Crimson sky is cold Empty promises you told Now the light is grey Watching futures fade away Just shadows today Broken words Fading bird Still...