Sleep of the just

One more time
I will try
I will try
To make my way home
From this lone exile
One more time
I will try
I will try
To meet someone on this final mile

For we're ever waiting
Anticipating
Slowly drifting to decay

CHORUS:
And I fear the day we're giving up this fight
Things running, going
Slipping, flowing out of sight
And I fear the day we're giving up this fight
Were running, waking to the wanderlust
From the sleep of the just

One more time
I will cry
I will cry
I'll shed a tear for
All this worthless guile
One more time
I will try
I will try
To find crossroads on my final mile

For we're ever waiting
Anticipating
Slowly drifting to decay