Текст песни Rage - Kim Churchill

Rage

We bet it all. Did we bet it all?
All upon our ancestors to win.
All upon forgiveness from within.
You are like this day - as grey as the sky.
And seeing all the rage there in your eyes.
Feeling failures learning to be wise.

We burn through nights of cold. Our rage is warm.
Be stern truth I am young enough to still learn how to begin.

Rage is a flower that blooms in the heat.
The most beautiful of these we choose to keep.
It helps with how we mask all our defeat.

We burn through nights of cold. Our rage is warm.
Be stern truth I am young enough to still learn how to begin.

And all that I believe will change.
I fear this for you too.
Nothing seems to stay the same,
And nothing seems to move.

We burn through nights of cold. Our rage is warm.
Be stern truth I am young enough to still learn.

I'm caught upon a wind that blows so cold.
You're running on the failure, for it grew old.
Too old to begin.