Текст песни Revenant Cloud - Brett Winters

Another day, another final straw
Who could have guessed that we'd be losing it all
These fallen leaves on this fallen ground
Once again we'll stir the soul to make sound

This empty world can turn our wonder to stone
Some empty words can make a substitute tome
Where every book reads like a same old book
And every prophet has a truth we mistook

In the moments when the candle burns out
Some of the light'll make a revenant cloud
It's raining down, it's raining soft
All of the flawless, in itself in the flawed