The End Is Here

Endless days

We search for what we hold inside

So hard to find
Luck turns
Will the fallen ever reach within
And rise again

For the rest of my life
I will find the answers
That were always here
I will find the meaning this time
I will fight the end
Till the end is here

Wasted time
With words that seem to break our will
They bind us still
Without a care
They tarnish what we hold so dear
What was once so clear