Written by Nicholas Walsh
Do you feel your age, do you like what you’ve become?
Are you in a cage, do you wonder what you’ve done?
Can’t you see it straight, looking back on yesterday?
Precious time ticks away, fading fast, an empty day
Gonna be my fate, that’s washed ashore
All the streets of gold, can’t find them anymore
No heart and soul, it slipped away, not okay
Our tears to stone my hair to gray
I can feel my surroundings
Open hills, land so wide, to run
Making ways for our freedom to change
I hope we’ll be alright, I know we’ll be alright, today
As time rolls on, my mind is sound
No compromise, hell I’ve stood my ground
No matter what, they can’t take that away
I’m rising up, I’m not afraid
Will we ever touch the sky?
To fly on broken wings, is harder than it seems
Will my phoenix ever rise?
Ashes left of dreams, finally time to breath
On broken wings for far too long