Eleven You Will Know
Come smell the morning by your door
One facing boredom at the core
Bail what is left of early days
Sail into all-unknowing haze
The road is cold as only you will know
The sweat of heat will drip on virgin snow
Before the silence ends and blows your low
Before the darkness enters you will know
Pain nagging with a brutal force
Tail dragging as if it was yours
Train leaving with an empty car
Gain pace life's not worth it from afar
The road is cold as only you will know
The sweat of heat will drip on virgin snow
Before the silence ends and blows your low
Before the darkness enters you will know
