Paroles de Young

Emptiness is form The lines have yet to fill your face But your time is still being taken away I'm leaving now Crawling north where it's cold and green I'm leaving now Going to see sights unseen We are young, but not for long Absentee, your silence has been noticed With an open wound and bright hope May swords of hatred fall from our hands With an open wound and bright hope May we forgive a thousand times