Oh we are what we are when in danger
And we are as we stand head in hands.
When a friend brings to light on a cold silver night
You can stare your fate right into his hand.
To his hand.
Oh we are what we are when the lanturn?
Be the soul on in gardens of land.
And theres always advice on a cold winters night
Like your dreams are just an island in the sands.
Way out in the sand.
Now it seems so strange.
Now it just don't change.
Things just stay the same as they've always been,
some of us are out to win,
Yeah, some of us are are out just to aim.
Just out to maim
Oh we are what we are when we're praying
And now way up seeking some light.
May the mission bells still ring of the colorful dream
in the faith that everyone will be treated right.
Will be treated right
on a cold cold night.
We'll be treated right
in a hopeless fight.
We'll be treated right
We'll be treated right
on a calm calm calm night
We'll be treated right
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