Spring Video (MV)

The past is set in stone- I can't rewrite my wrongs
Buy I got a pen in hand and I plan to make my story long
From soiled ground, gardens and graves can grow
On judgement day they don't measure the notches on the wall

I don't where I should go, I can't tell my South from North
Though my ship won't stay its course I'll sail forward hopeful that the
Wind and ocean currents bring shores that sing Vivaldi's Spring
If war brings peace to violent things
Then I'll swing at the demons pulling the strings

The sky caped in black- thunder heralds a storm
Electric skies shine bright on the horizon
Panic in my chest makes it hard to breathe
I'd pray to God but I've never taken him seriously

I don't where I should go, I can't tell my South from North
Though my ship won't stay its course I'll sail forward hopeful that the
Wind and ocean currents bring shores that sing Vivaldi's Spring
If war brings peace to violent things
Then I'll swing at the demons pulling the strings

Live on the frontlines tensions rise- bearing arms
Silent fields set to blow- missiles sound the alarms
Soldiers at attention, ready at mention to open fire
Live on the frontlines the battle rages on
Dropping shells, left and right, sounding off dusk to dawn
Soldiers at attention- ready at a mention to charge
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I don't where I should go, I can't tell my South from North
Though my ship won't stay its course I'll sail forward hopeful that the
Wind and ocean currents bring shores that sing Vivaldi's Spring
If war brings peace to violent things
Then I'll swing at the demons pulling the strings