Another day will come

Make it feel like it never has before.
The blood, now purged, can show us the way
But our sins it can't atone.

We write, we write
We try to ease the pain by thinking deep inside,
Hidding what's wrong.

But nothing's decided, nothing is planned.
With this straight road ahead
We ride, we ride.
It's all the fucking same,
I'm sick of this riot, i am what i am.
This isn't the end.

You should stop wasting ink by now,
I'm taking my stand.
I guess i'm taking my stand.

Oh sea, oh sea.
Blown winds, skies don't let us see.
That horizon forms again in me,
Let us pass by, or just let us be.

Right!
The thoughts the same as it was before.
"my work is done, there's nothing else for me to do."
It's all up to you.

This vessel manned only by our hopes
Dims on the sea-line,
Leaving us with not much to care, not much to stare at.
And make us believe.
But still we hope

Another day will come.