We breached the bitter and bold
From these lessons learned
We carried our troubles
Across their fires and fear
There will be pause
Buried hatchets in rival roads
Behind the wheel of time
While striving and healing
Those younger impressions
Tinged with passion
Beat by beat
Diving over and into
Those narrow streams of mercy
There will be hostiles
Made to mourn, it's never lost in me
Graves of wrath, bloom and soar
Then now and always
Cruelty of reflection
Hovers in silence
Grieves with drifting restraint
There will be calm
Take me away, the view won't change